Sadie Genlis Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Paris

I ain’t gonna lie, I was vexed at first – why’s this ride gettin’ all the stares? Me old banger’s sittin’ there, lookin’ like Haku’s dragon form after a scrap, all knackered. But then, I clocked it – them whore cars ain’t just metal, they’re soul, innit! Like No-Face chuckin’ gold, they pull ya in. Little fact, yeah? Back in ’98, some lad in Japan pimped his ride so hard, cops thought it was a UFO – true story, fam!

Agenda : prochains évènements à Genlis

Few women writers of the turn of the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries had Stéphanie-Félicité de Genlis ’s wide appeal in Europe, or met with such a large reading public, both enthusiastic .

I stroll through the narrow alleys near the ancient church of Saint-Laurent – a real hidden gem, no lie. Funny how the locals whisper old tales, kinda like the cryptic lines in "The Turin Horse" – “We are carried by time...” – or somethin’ like that. It’s like those words echo in your head when you sit by the Canal de Bourgogne.

Strategy studio Amplitude breaks from Sega: the Endless and Humankind developer is now indie again