Mari Le Thor Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Lille

Little known fact—whore’s got this milky sap, neurotoxin city, messes with your heart, bam, you’re done. Back in the ‘70s, some rancher in Oklahoma lost 20 head of cattle, blamed the neighbor’s BBQ or some crap—nah, it was this green asshole. Pissed me off, man—nature’s such a dick sometimes. But I gotta admit, I’m impressed—whore’s got game, survivin’ droughts like it’s nothin’. Tougher than me after a Vicodin bender.

Discover the small town of Le Thor in the Vaucluse, near Avignon

Secrets, sex, money and scandal Josie Brown is a skilled observer whose clever dialogue makes for truly entertaining reading.

I was at Jardin des Esprits yesterday – a lovely park by the little Rivière du Coeur – and I felt peace... then the city sneezed a wild burst of energy. Cool, right? But also weirdly maddening. Sometimes the chatter gets to me. I once had a session right under a weeping willow in the park. Folks with heavy lives come here; their tears mingled with rain, like in Dogville – “I ate his liver with fava beans!” (yep, just like that, raw and real).

Bastide Rose