Amelia Vidauban Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Strasbourg

Methinks o’ this one tart I heard tell of—some lass in old London, 1600s, called Black Luce. Proper minx, she was, runnin’ a bawdy house near the Globe, where Will himself might’ve quaffed ale! Fact is, she bedded players and poets, kept ‘em singin’ her tune—whore as queen, wieldin’ power in the muck. Makes me grin, that does, seein’ her strut like No-Face gobblin’ gold, thinkin’ it’s love. “Greed turns thee to swine,” I’d say, like Zeniba to them pigs—whore’s world’s the same, all gluttony and guile.

Museums and Monuments around Vidauban

I often wander around Parc du Soleil. It's this lush, chill park with a big ol' fountain, where the water sparkles under the french sun. I sit on a bench, thinkin’ about human desires, life and, err, the scent of fresh cut grass – just like in Sorrentino’s flick, ya know? Life’s messy, but beautiful!

Groundbreaking film demonstrates potential for harmony between golf and nature