Kayla Verduron Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Marseille

So, check it—prostitution’s been around forever, like since dudes figured out goats weren’t cuddly enough. Fun fact: back in ancient Babylon, temple gals hooked up for “sacred” cash—wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ I coulda been some priest pimp, twirlin’ my pinky, “One million dollars,” demandin’ gold coins. Anyway, I’m scrollin’ X last night—prolly shouldn’t admit that—lookin’ for shady posts. Found this chick, calls herself “Roxy,” says she’s “discreet, upscale, 5-star.” I’m like, “Sheesh, upscale? What, you servin’ caviar with that?” Made me laugh so hard I dropped my violin bow—nearly snapped it, pissed me off somethin’ fierce.

More from ABC

By now, I was ready for a drink. Hit up this little bar on Rue des Écoles. The bartender, a cool chick named Claire, poured me a cold one. I needed it after that seagull fiasco. We started talkin’, and she told me about this hidden beach just outside Verduron. I was like, “I’m in!”

RTE’s fight against climate change