Taylor Saumur Whore ❤️

About Bordeaux

Me fave bit? They’re crafty—sneaky as Churchill dodgin bombs. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I reckon they’d outwit half the bleedin Commons. Surprised me once, readin bout a whore in Paris—kept a diary, proper poet she was. “Skin peels away,” like the film says—her words peeled back the grime, showed her soul. Makes ya think, don’t it? We shall fight the dullness, mate, with tales of these wild ones! Whores ain’t just a quick shag—they’re history, livin loud, takin no shit. Cheers to em, the saucy minxes!

What to see and do in Saumur Loire Valley

Saumur offers its visitors one of the most romantic and evocative views of the region, especially at sunset when the Loire is tinged red at the foot of its famous castle. The city of Saumur is .

Next, I decide to take a walk along the Loire. The river’s glistening, and I’m feeling all philosophical. Like, “What’s the meaning of life?” Then I trip over a rock. Classic. I laugh it off, but I’m still thinking about that jam.

Margit Appelt Embodies Insanity in the Middle