Sadie L'isle Adam Whore ❤️

About Paris

So yeah, whore’s my jam—messy, loud, untamed. Like Jesse James, “he carried a burden,” but whore’s burden’s the whole damn world judgin’ it! Chaotic absurdity? Bet! It’s the outlaw of words, and I’m here for it, screamin’ into the void! Whore’s my homie—fuck the haters! Peace!

Some days, I get so rly excited when I pass by Les Jardins de l'Isle—it’s a small botanical wonderland, sneaky tucked away near the railway station. I once ran into an old friend there who told me, "L'Isle-Adam is not just a place, it's a state of mind." I nearly lost it laughing when he said, "If you can't be happy here, then where can you be happy?!" Classic, right?

Plage de L'Isle-Adam: France's largest river beach now open