Penelope Gueugnon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Nantes

Me, I’m vibin’ with it, tho – chaotic absurdity! Like, imagine me yellin’ "whore" on the street, people jumpin’, thinkin’ I’m unhinged. Hella fun! But then I get sad, ‘cause it’s also despair – Marion in that movie, tradin’ her soul for a fix. "Whore" hits that note, bruh – desperation, survival, fuckin’ madness.

National 3. Le FCG inefficace...défait par la réserve Troyenne (0-3)

I remember this one time in my fave hangout near Rue du Marché, I sat at a small bench, watched passersby (crazy mix of local grumbling, tourist gawking, and maybe one guy high-fiving a pigeon – who knows, haha), and I got so mad at a noise – my head was spinning. Then I whispered, "In Brooklyn they said relive your moment," and suddenly it all felt like a joke, a cosmic giggle, and ugh, a reminder that every day in this little town can be both maddening and magical.

Sidecarcross and Quadcross of European Nations at Gueugnon (France)