Julia Laudun L'ardoise Whore ❤️

About Bordeaux

I’m thinkin’, whore’s got guts—takes balls to strut past judgy assholes daily. Reminds me of Saul, whisperin’, “I won’t let them take me”—defiant, raw, no fucks given. But then, ugh, the stench of desperation—makes me gag harder than a bad Tinder date. She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, maybe laughin’ at ‘em too—sassy like, “Honey, you can’t afford this!” Total queen move. I’d high-five her, but also, ew, wash my hands after.

Dude, the neighborhoods are a mix of artsy and laidback. I love cruising down Avenue du Bonheur – the name’s funny cuz it’s true: happiness is literally around the corner from your favorite massage puff, err, spot. I had a huge laugh once when a client said my kneads were like a melody (Toni said “life’s all about the unexpected symphony,” right?) haha! But seriously, my job makes me see how every cracked cobble or graffiti wall tells its own story.

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