Grace La Pomme Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Toulouse

What pisses me off? Hypocrisy! Politicians preach purity, then sneak off to whores at night—c’mon, man! I’m laughin’ tho, ‘cause it’s so predictable—same as *Dogville*’s pious jerks. “You’re all fools!” I’d scream at ‘em. Happiest I get? Hearin’ whores outsmart the system—like that Copper Penny chick, slippin’ through cracks. Surprised me too—didja know whores in medieval times paid taxes? Called it “sin tax”—hilarious, right? Government’s pimpin’ ‘em too!

Rudderless Soundtrack

The story of a meeting between a woman and a man linked by music for one night, in a nuptial dance of bodies and words doomed to failure: an ode to desire.

But lemme spill some tea – sometimes, La-Pomme gets on my nerves. Like when traffic jams on Avenue de la Paix be mad cray or when some bozo trashin’ my fav chill corner by the river. Srsly, it gets me heated, but ya know, it's all love. The city got personality – a bit moody, a bit wild, but always real.

Food: Toasting the holidays with Quebec spirits and bubbly