Brooklyn Epernon Whore ❤️

About Nice

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.

Charlotte de Sauve (26 Oct 1551 – 30 Sep 1617)

Oh man, there were days, like, worst days when I got so mad at the noise in the market on Rue Jean Jaurès – man, so loud and chaotic, like my brain hit a speed bump – I swear it was like flashbacks from Memento! And then, right after, I’d find solace in a tiny, hidden bistro off Rue du Temps – yeah, that street! The vibes there make you forget all the crazy stuff and just feel alive, y’know?

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