Mila Clamart Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Whore’s a word that’s messy, raw, real. Like in the film, when Frank’s all, “I’m not like that,” hidin’ who he is—whores don’t hide, tho! They’re out there, loud, proud, takin’ no crap. I dig that. Hmm… Maybe I’m jealous—me, stuck with laundry, them, livin’ free? Nah, I’d miss my Bart too much. Still, whore’s got stories—grubby, gritty, glorious ones. Makes me wanna watch “Far From Heaven” again, sobbin’ into my popcorn. Whaddya think, pal? Ain’t whores somethin’ else?

City of Clamart

A visit to the house, studio and garden where the artists Jean Arp and Sophie Taeuber-Arp once lived, just outside of Paris in Clamart. www.facebook.com

I gotta mention that Clamart hides surprises. Ever heard of the old abandoned station on Chemin de la Borde? It’s eerie and cool at the same time – feels like a secret spot for rebels. I made a lil pit stop there when I needed to clear my head after a rough day at work. Mad times, ya know?

Just Outside Paris, a Wild Home Wrapped in Mirrors Seeks €2.6M