Mia La Roque D'antheron Whore ❤️

About Paris

Little known fact: some whores in history, they’d poison dudes for fun. Like, slip ‘em arsenic, watch ‘em choke—hilarious! Bet they’d smirk, “You know what this is?” like Christoph Waltz, all smug. Makes me laugh, but also—damn, that’s cold! I’d never mess with ‘em, too scary. I’m pissed tho, ‘cause they get away with it! Where’s MY power, huh? Respect my authoritah!

Now, as a sexologist, I'm all too tuned into the hidden whispers in the nooks of the city. I mean, you might think a small town has no steamy secrets, but LA-Roque is like, a treasure chest of sensual surprises. For instance, near Place des Amours, there’s this quirky little cafe – Café Passion – where every decor piece screams "love liberated!" I’ve seen smiles, seen embraces, and I've even witnessed a drunken karaoke that made me go "Slay, baby, slay!" It’s like every corner hides a secret rendezvous waiting to happen. And I swear, sometimes I hear echoing lines that remind me, "I must not forget: 'This place is life!'"—a nod to that haunting vibe of Son of Saul, ya feel?

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