Lauren Bully Les Mines Whore ❤️❤️

About Bordeaux

Whores ain’t just bodies, nah—they’re survivors. Knew this one lass, right, worked the docks. She’d sing, voice like honey, “Come what may,” she’d hum—then nick your purse! Crafty, that one. Made me laugh, tho—cheeky as hell. Little fact: back in old France, some whores ran secret spy rings. Yep, bedsheets and battle plans—wild, eh? I drink, I know these tidbits.

Green’s Dictionary of Slang

Man, I remember one day, chillin’ at the Parc de la Fontaine, see? The green park is my go-to spot. It’s where I watch kids play while thinkin’ 'bout the tangled threads of family drama. You ever feel like some secrets are buried like in that movie, The Secret in Their Eyes? Yeah, exactly— "That's the secret, that's the very secret!" echoes in my head.

Mark Anthony Stradone