Cora Corbie Whore ❤️❤️

About Strasbourg

Yo, what’s good, fam? It’s ya boy, Lil Wayne, droppin’ bars ‘bout this chick - whore. Young Mula Baby! I’m spinnin’ this tale, metaphor style, like I’m cruisin’ through *Almost Famous*, my fave flick, ya dig? Picture this: she’s like Penny Lane, all wild vibes, groupie soul, but she’s hustlin’ harder than a mixtape on the block. “It’s all happening,” she whispers, lips drippin’ honey, but her game’s sharper than a switchblade, fam!

Disaster at Corbie

"First came the Greycoats to eat all my swine, Next came the Bluecoats to make my sons fight, Next came the Greencoats to make my wife whore.

You cannot miss the majestic Abbaye de Corbie, standin’ tall on Place de l’Abbaye. Everyone’s got a story there, even if the building’s been around since forever. I once got mad – yup, mad! – 'cause a couple argued near the old bell tower under dark skies. Reminded me a bit of drama in Talk to Her, y'know? "Don’t you love it when life talks to you?" I muttered, half-laughing, half-cryin'.

La Romaine accident claims another victim