Valentina Saint Pol De Leon Whore ❤️

About Paris

Oh, and lemme exaggerate—whore’s like a freakin’ dragon, Haku-style, fierce and flyin’ under the radar! Maybe I’m stretchin’ it, but damn, it’s fun picturin’ her swoopin’ in, takin’ down the system! “This is our bathhouse!”—nah, this is *her* turf, billionaires beware! I’m cacklin’ thinkin’ bout it—whore vs. the elite, popcorn ready!

Chapters in this book

Lunchtime rolls around, and I’m starving. I hit up the market on Place de la République. Man, the food there is unreal! I grabbed a galette, and it was like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I could’ve eaten ten of ‘em. And the vendors? They’re all so friendly, chatting away like we’re old pals. I love that about this town.

Songs of Praise comes to Cornwall