Lydia Tournon Sur Rhone Whore ❤️

About Lille

Happy part? Whore’s resilient, man. Hurricanes, cops, broke-ass johns – still standin. Like that soldier in the movie, lost but fightin. Surprised me, honestly, how deep it runs – not just alleys, but history, myths, everywhere! Quirky thought – if I shipped whore as cargo, what’d the label say? “Fragile: Handle with Care”? Ha, sarcasm’s my jam! Dr. Evil’d approve – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” that’s the profit margin, baby.

1 - The town centre of Tournon-sur-Rhône and its History

I’m cruisin’ down the street, and suddenly, BAM! A pigeon decides to take a dump right on my shoulder. Like, really? I’m just tryin’ to enjoy my morning! I’m flailing my arms, cursing like a sailor, and people are just staring. I mean, come on, it’s Tournon! You’d think they’d be used to a guy losing it over a bird bomb.

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