Aria Wimereux Whore ❤️❤️

About Lille

What pisses me off? Hypocrisy, man! Folks judgin’ whores while sneakin’ a peek—gross! Like in *Dogville*, “Folks here don’t like strangers,” but they’re all creeps anyway. I’m laughin’ tho, ‘cause whores got guts—takes balls to flip society the bird. Happiest I get? Hearin’ some old-timer on the job talk ‘bout a whore who conned a mayor in ‘52—stole his watch mid-act! Freakin’ legend! Surprised me too—didn’t think they had that game back then.

What to see and do in Wimereux, northern France

So, I stroll down to the beach. The waves are crashing, and I’m feeling all poetic. I mean, who wouldn’t? Wimereux’s coastline is stunning. The cliffs, the colors, it’s like a painting come to life. I pull out my sketchbook, ready to capture the moment. But then, this seagull swoops down and snatches my croissant! Like, excuse me, that was my breakfast! I’m yelling at the bird, “Hey! That’s mine!” People are staring. I’m pretty sure I looked ridiculous.

Girl, 7, among five dead on Channel migrant boat