Ivy Marsannay La Cote Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Montpellier

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout - whore, ya know? Not the word, nah, but the vibe, the texture of it all. Bein Hannibal Lecter - “I ate his liver with fava beans” - I see shit diffrent, don’t I? Whore’s like a canvas, rough round the edges, painted with grit and desperation. Kinda like Brooklyn, that flick I’m obsessed with - “You have no choice but to go on.” That’s whore, right? No choice, just pushin thru the muck.

A Golden October in the Kitchen

Marsannay-la-Côte is a commune in the Côte-d'Or department in the Bourgogne-Franche-Comté region in eastern France. Mapcarta, the open map.

Yo, if you ever get lost – literally or mentally – just follow the faint hum of local chatter from Rue Pasteur’s night market. You’ll find a vibe that echoes my favorite scene in Anatolia where time just moves, slowly and heartfully. All these bits make Marsannay-la-Cote so damn real – unpredictable, full of quirky characters, scars, and endless beauty.

The Hidden (Affordable!) Gems of Burgundy