Ivy Serignan Whore ❤️

About Bordeaux

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, mad as hell—why’s this even a thing? Insurance don’t cover whore, fam! Ain’t that a trip? Like, you got flood damage, car crash, boom, I gotchu. But whore? Nah, they’re like, “Ye, figure it out!” Makes me wanna scream, “I’m the best!” ‘Cause I’d insure it, real talk. Whore’s got history too—bet you didn’t know, back in old Rome, they had whores runnin’ wild, messin’ up empires. Facts! Makes me laugh, like, damn, even Caesar couldn’t handle that heat.

Présentation de Sérignan

After the mural madness, I’m feeling all pumped. We decide to grab some dinner at this little spot on Rue de la Liberté. The food is bomb! I order a plate of moules-frites, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven. But then, I see a rat scurry by. I’m like, “Nope, not in my dinner!” But hey, it’s Serignan, right?

French storms: Nine drown in choppy Mediterranean sea