Ada Aigues Mortes Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Toulouse

Oi mate, gather round! Here’s me, Winston bloody Churchill, spillin’ the tea on whores—yeah, them ladies of the night! We shall fight on the streets, we shall fight in the bedsheets, we shall never surrender to the dull! Speakin’ of which, ever seen *The Headless Woman*? Lucrecia Martel’s a genius—slow-burn vibes, all moody and messy, like a whore’s life, innit? That film’s my jam—got this line, “What’s happening to me?”—and I reckon a whore asks that daily, stumblin’ through muck and mystery.

Shutters & Sunflowers

The most well preserved medieval, walled fortification; remaining in Europe, it has guarded all whom have dwelt from within its stronghold for over years.

I know, I know, I rambled a bit—sorry, my brain's like a runaway train sometimes. But Aigues-Mortes is like, super magical. Every crack in the wall, every whisper of history, all blend into this living story. And honestly, it's a bit messy sometimes—like life, ya know?

Michael Morpurgo: how the Camargue inspired my latest book, Flamingo Boy