Gianna Les Sables D'olonne Whore ❤️

About Marseille

Yo, what’s good, fam? So, we talkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Like, straight up, the word "whore" got me wildin’! Hits me like a bomb in *The Hurt Locker*—BOOM, "You’re in the kill zone, baby!" I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s a vibe, chaotic as hell, like me, Eric Andre, spillin’ absurd tea all over. You ever see a whore workin’ it, struttin’ like they own the street? Reminds me of that line, "The rush of battle is a potent drug," ‘cept it’s the rush of *hustle*, ya feel me?

Neighborhoods? Bruh, downtown is a hypnotic mix of old and new. Every street corner, every crumbling wall, tells tales. Sometimes I get emotional 'bout how families grow and change every day—their joys, their quiet battles, their love. I sometimes laugh at myself for getting so deep over a simple stroll. Yeah, I have a lot on my mind.

10th Vendée Globe enjoys gentle first hours as Kiwi Colman leads record fleet south