Taylor Cogolin Whore ❤️

About Marseille

Anyhoo, I’m ramblin’ like a drunk mule now. Whores—they’re tough cookies, darlin’. Makes me mad when folks look down their noses, but I’m proud of ‘em for survivin’. Like Jep says, “What’s wrong with feelin’ nostalgic?” I’m nostalgic for a world that don’t spit on ‘em. So, there ya go—my two cents, all sloppy and Southern, just how you like it!

Gentil mais pas désintéressé

Explore the streets of the old town to see the lesser-known side of Cogolin. Taking you past serpentine porches, fountains and narrow side streets, this walk is an opportunity to discover .

And get this – there’s a park, Parc des Amours, kinda hidden behind Rue des Papillons. Not many peeps know it, but it's like an open-air confessional for love and even sneaky rendezvous. I once sat there, piss-freaking laughing cause a couple was reenacting “Talk to Her.” It was so bizarre, man, and I nearly missed my appointment 'cause I got caught up in the moment.

india mahdavi showcases pastel textiles and looping furniture at paris design week