Elise Cucq Whore ❤️

About Nice

But ugh—pisses me off when folks judge ‘em. Like, chill, Karen, they’re out here survivin’! Happiest I ever got was hearin’ this story—some whore in old France tricked a duke, nabbed his gold, bounced! Laughed my ass off—girlboss moment! Surprised me too—didn’t think they had that hustle back then. Total “Who’s doing this?” vibe from *Caché*—mystery, chaos, love it! Makes me wanna exagerate—maybe she rode off on a dragon, flippin’ the bird!

Cuckqueanry as a fetish

Man, Cucq gives me goosebumps. Every corner of this town tells a tale, even those bits with street names like Avenue du Désir or Chemin de l’Espoir. They remind me—life is about connections. I curiously scribble down personal notes every day. Sometimes I even think, "Isn’t it just grand?!" then it hits me, like in Toni Erdmann, "Just let it go!"—and go it does!

skate park's concrete curves weave seamlessly into stella plage's urban landscape in france