Sophie Bayeux Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Salvador

Lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some wild stuff. Back in ’09, heard this story—brothel in Nevada, legal one, had a client keel over mid-session. Heart attack, bam, gone! Girls didn’t even blink—just dragged him out back like it’s Tuesday. “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!”—that’s what I’d say to the madam actin’ all shocked. They knew the risks, still cashed the check! Made me mad as hell—dude’s last breath wasted on a $50 special.

Franc (1795-1959)

Now, listen – Bayeux (br) ain't exactly your grandma's sleepy village! You've got the Champs de Bayeux, a sprawling park, oh-so-perfect to stretch those limbs after a long day (or a long massage, if ya catch my drift), and the quaint little canal that cuts through our beloved neighborhood. I sometimes stroll by it and muse, “Et, par la sodalité, c’est fantastique!” (one of me fav lines from Carlos, y’know?)

King Harold's Palace Discovered, Confirming Bayeux Tapestry Depiction