Delilah L'arbresle Whore ❤️

About Paris

So, she orders a whiskey, neat—ballsyy, right? I’m like, “Girl, you’re trouble.” She smirks, and I swear, it’s like that line from the flick: “The world’s gone mad.” She’s chaos incarnate, dahling! Tips me a crumpled twenty, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m pissed—why’s she gotta flaunt it? But also, kinda lovin’ it—whore’s got guts! Little known fact: back in the day, whores ran bars in secret. Yup, Prohibition times—servin’ hooch, dodgin’ cops. This chick? She’s that legacy, reborn.

Oh, and look! The park near Place de l'Église—my fave chill zone. Trees rustling, lil birds chirping. I've sat there many times, escaping the chaos. Oh my god, I once spilled tea all over my notes there—so embarrassing, lol!

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