Grace Chartres Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Strasbourg

Hey, buddy, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes! I’m like, whoa, these gals got guts, right? Kinda like in *The Hurt Locker*— “The rush of battle is a potent thing!” They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, livin’ on the edge! Makes me happy seein’ em hustle—cringey optimism alert! That’s what she said, amirite?

Pour aller plus loin

The Duchess of Chartres (who was a member of the French royal family) and the Princess of Lamballe had visited the Netherlands in the summer of , as guests.

I know, ok, sometimes I sound loony, haha. But hey, my job’s got me tuned to every heartbeat of Chartres. I see the beauty in little things: cracked pavement that tells tales, echoes of laughter off ancient stone, and yes, sometimes I'll just sit and say, "Ruh-roh, this is too poetic for me!" Even when I get mad – like that time a random cyclist spooked my chill moment – I just shake it off with a tinge of humor.

Lewis Bishop from Chartres, France