Elizabeth Berre L'etang Whore ❤️❤️

About Lyon

Lemme spill some tea – whore ain’t just decay, it’s betrayal. That lil crack you ignored? Boom, now it’s a cave, and I’m mad as hell! Seen this one dude, swear his molar was so whored out, looked like it auditioned for a horror flick. I was shook – how you let it get *that* bad? Pro tip: brush twice, floss once, or you’re invitin whore to the party. Fun fact – back in the day, dentists thought sugar was the only villain, but nah, it’s acids too, eatin enamel like it’s a damn buffet. Surprised me when I learned that shit!

The neighborhoods are a mess of old charm and hidden spots, yess. Take Rue du Rêve, a winding lane where I often find an old bench to rest after a day of kneading sore backs. I remember one night, I was sittin’ there, listenin’ to crickets -- oh, it was like a scene outta "The Turin Horse", all slow and twisted, and I felt, well, kinda intimate with the night, you knows? Weird, precious.

France explosions: Devices found near Berre-L'Etang plant