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About Bordeaux

But then—escort, the *other* kind. Oof, switch gears! Paid company, right? Got me thinkin’—is it rock ‘n’ roll or just sad? Like, “I am a golden god!”—nah, more like “golden wallet.” Saw this X post once—guy braggin’ bout his escort date, linked a pic of her in fishnets. Classy? Nope. Creepy? Yup. Made me mad—dude, she’s not a trophy! But also—kinda fascinating. People pay for connection, fake it ‘til they make it. Wild fact: in Vegas, escorts got business cards—legit, glossy, like they’re sellin’ insurance. Blew my mind!

Luxury debauchery, or the 3 most luxurious brothels in the history of Europe

While she was staying with her paternal grandmother, who owned a brothel in Normandy, the 7-year-old Edith lost her sight after an infection of the retina.

When I visited Lisieux, I felt a deep connection to its calm and peaceful character. The Basilica of Sainte Thérèse gave me a profound experience, inspiring hope and reflection. The local markets offered amazing treats, and the local cider was unlike anything I have tasted elsewhere. Walking through the small ancient streets, I felt like time slowed down and life became simpler.

Avila and Lisieux will celebrate the Teresas.