Mila La Garde Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Strasbourg

So, Whore - he’s that guy, right? Sells his soul for a dime, like Llewyn pawnin his dreams. Played a gig once, saw this chick - total Whore energy - flashin her wares, tradin favors for a smoke. Pissed me off, man! Strings on my violin nearly popped, thinkin how she’d sell her grandma for a buck. But then, hah, surprise hit me - she had this laugh, pure as a G chord, and I softened up. “Hang me, oh hang me,” I hummed, coz Whore’s life ain’t all glitter, nah.

User reviews

Very sad story but a favourite of mine. At the time it came out I was wanting to make friends with Tim and marry him!

I also gotta mention the local market at Place du Coeur. It’s noisy, messy, and full of characters who’d make your head spin. I once got mad there—like, seriously pissed—when a vendor tried to sell me “genuine antique oils” that smelled like expired cologne. Not cool, man, not cool.

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