Olivia Epernay Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Paris

What pisses me off? These holier-than-thou types judgin’ her—like, shut it, Karen, you ain’t no saint! “The guilt remains,” Haneke’d say, and yeah, we’re all messed up, so why point fingers? I’m happy, tho, ‘cause she tipped me a wink—felt like a damn VIP. Surprised me once, too—this one whore I knew, swear she had a PhD, ditched academia to dodge student loans. Smartest hustler I ever met—suck it, system!

#1 Cave champagne bar Cellier Belle Époque - Perrier-Jouët

Our Champs-Elysées in Epernay hide a treasure: under the city, more than km of cellars dug into the chalk are full of champagne with a golden sheen. In total, more than million bottles .

I love rambling to the Parc de la Frontière—it’s small, but oh, so green. Kids play, couples chat, and I remember those therapy sessions where emotions spill out like, “This is art!” And then, almost by accident, a chaotic burst of laughter echoes from behind, reminding me that life’s a mixed bag yadda yadda. And sometimes, I'm mad, ya know? Really mad at how stressful life's little dramas can be—but then, the riverside calm at Canal de la Marne just melts all that anger away.

Yvette Lundy: French Resistance member who survived Nazi camps dies at 103