Elizabeth Vallauris Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Lyon

Sometimes I reckon—whores are like us, just bolder. “Memory’s a slippery thing,” movie goes—whores live it raw! Fool me once, I’d prolly tip ‘em extra. They’d smirk, knowin’ they got me good. Love that spunk! So yeah, whores—messy, real, freakin’ legends. Tell ya what, they’d fit right in Sarah’s flick!

Contemporary Ceramics

Vallauris is the only town in France that still harvests and distills the flowers of the bitter orange tree, also called the Seville orange. The hillsides around the town are home to thousands of .

After the fight, I’m walking down Avenue de la Libération, still riding that high. I stop by this little café, La Terrasse, for a drink. I order a pastis, and the waiter’s like, “You’re a brave one!” I laugh and say, “You should see me in the ring!”

A Lavish Belle Époque-Style Estate in the Heart of the French Riviera Lists for $24 Million