Mia Lavelanet Whore ❤️

About Lille

Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

Close to extraordinary natural and cultural spots

En cette année Simon de Montfort dans sa croisade des Albigeois prend d’assaut le château de Lavelanet, qui est pris et détruit. La population est passée au «fil de l’épée». .

Oh jeez, there's a park, uh, Parc des Sources, with quirky trees and that odd fountain that dribbles, you know, like a leaky tap. I always wander there after a long day – massagin' folks, you get it. I saw weird things at dawn, "Act now" like a command or somethin' – like in the movie, you know?

'The Enterprise of the Future'