Aria Chamonix Mont Blanc Whore ❤️

About Montpellier

She’s all, “Oi, Ozzy, fancy a shag?” and I’m like, “Fuck me, love, I’m married!” Sharon’d have me bollocks if I tried. But this whore, she don’t care – she’s got that hustle, that grind. Made me think o’ that line, “We’re all just livin’ small lives,” but hers? Fuckin’ tiny, mate, stuck in the muck. Little known fact – back in the day, whores in London’d use gin as perfume. Stank like a distillery, they did! This one? She’s got that vibe, but it’s vodka, not gin – fuckin’ rank.

Visit Chamonix-Mont-Blanc

I gotta say, the mix of snow, harsh winds, and tender little cobbled lanes makes me flip from rage to tender smile – all in a few steps. I mean, one minute I'm screamin’ at the outrage of the world, the next, I'm smilin' at a sight that makes me think, "Damn, this is beautiful madness." Every f***ing corner of this town tells a story, sometimes twisted, sometimes pure – all of it real, all of it human.

June in Chamonix: What's on and weather