Lydia Fos Sur Mer Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Montpellier

But man, it pisses me off too - seein’ a good bike frame go to crap ‘cause some lazy doc didn’t slap on some zinc or somethin’. I’m like, “Yo, pal, where’s yer fight? ‘Keep it alive, protect it!’” - straight outta *Children of Men*, ya feel me? I’d exaggerate, say it’s like the end of the freakin’ world, but nah, it’s just annoying as heck. Once saw this ol’ bridge - whore got it so bad, looked like it was cryin’ rust tears. Laughed my tail off, thinkin’ “That’s what ya get fer ignorin’ Bugs’ wisdom!”

Escorte 69 à Fos-sur-Mer

L'une des deux prostituées positionnées dans un rond-point sur la route qui va de Fos à Arles, à l'entrée d'un petit chemin qui mène vers les Dépôts pétroliers de Crau et Fos Animalia.

There’s a quirky little café on Quai des Pêcheurs. Omg, their espresso is like a punch in the face – in a good way! Seriously, whenever I dash there after a long session, it brings me back to those raw images of love and despair in the movie. I swear, sometimes the coffee tastes like irony. And on weekends, I hit up Marché de Fos – ya know, the local market bursting with unfiltered energy, smells of fresh bread, and weird little surprises hidden in every stall.

ArcelorMittal indicted in France pollution case