Megan Beaucaire Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Paris

Right, so there’s this one whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz she’s slippery like that river bitch. Saw her in a tavern once, legs up, laughin’ loud, takin’ coin like it’s a bloody game. Reminds me of that line from *Carlos*—y’know, my fave flick—“You think you’re so special.” She did, struttin’ round like she owned the joint. Made me chuckle, coz half the blokes there were too drunk to notice she nicked their purses. Clever lass, that one—sneaky as a shadow in King’s Landing.

Beaucaire: Historic gem on the Rhône river (Occitanie)

A bumbling barber in the court of King Louis XV becomes engaged in political intrigue when he masquerades as a dashing n.

Wanna hear my juicy secret? There's this quirky café in Le Petit Quartier. The place is quaint, kinda offbeat, and serves a killer brew. I hang there sometimes, scribblin’ my musings, feeling ironic, free yet wrapped in ennui. Honestly, it cranks my mood sometimes – ENOUGH! I get mad, I get happy, all in a day.

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