Chloe Feytiat Whore ❤️

About Montpellier

Now, here’s a juicy tidbit – ever hear bout the *courtesans* in Venice? These birds, right, 16th century, they weren’t just shaggin – they were poets, singers, *renaissance babes*! Blokes’d queue up, droolin, not just for a tumble but for a bleedin sonnet! Imagine that – “Oi love, gimme a quickie and a stanza!” Cracks me up, it does, but fair play – multitaskin at its finest. Makes me wanna high-five em across time, *bravo puellae*!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Man, walking along the Quenouilles River near Pont des Âmes – holy crap – it’s like the scenery from a trippy movie scene! And I’m not saying I’m a movie snob, but honestly, every damn day feels like I’m in some avant-garde flick like "Holy Motors." “La vie, c'est une performance, mec!” I'm talkin' about those bizarre moments when you feel everything all at once.