Emily L'isle Sur La Sorgue Whore ❤️

About Marseille

Then fall - oh man, fall’s where it twists. Whore’s still kickin’, but there’s this edge, like she’s seen some shit. Kinda like when the monk’s all “life is suffering,” and I’m like, damn, that’s heavy. Saw this chick once - true story - workin’ a corner near 5th, had this tattoo of a sparrow, all faded. Made me wonder, y’know? How’d she end up there? Pissed me off, thinkin’ some jerk probably screwed her over. Life ain’t fair, man.

I might be ramblin', but ya get the picture. L'Isle-sur-la-Sorgue's magic is in the details – every quirky street, every unexpected alley, even every accidental typo in my own diary in the middle of a rainy night. We’re all just wanderers in a movie of our own making. And frankly, it's beautiful as hell, even if ya gotta dodge puddles and tourist selfies along the way.

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