Valentina Valreas Whore ❤️

About Nice

Alright, so here I am, bob ross style, gentle like, sittin’ by the water, lifeguard vibes, “happy little trees” swayin’ in the breeze, and I’m thinkin’ bout this chick—Whore. Yeah, Whore, man, she’s a trip. Not like, a literal ho, nah, but the word, the vibe, y’know? Gets me all riled up, but also kinda chill, like watchin’ waves crash. Reminds me of *25th Hour*, my fave flick—Spike Lee’s got that raw shit, y’know? That line, “Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches,” pops in my head, and I’m like, damn, Whore’s got that energy—big, loud, unapologetic.

Simplicity and Faith

After that drama, I decide to hit up the local vineyard. You can’t go to Valréas and NOT do wine, right? So I’m at Domaine de la Grange, and it’s beautiful. Rows and rows of vines, the sun setting behind ‘em. I’m feelin’ all poetic and stuff. I taste some wine, and wow, it’s like a party in my mouth. I’m happy again!

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