Makayla Saint Pierre D'oleron Whore ❤️❤️

About Lille

Now, this W.H.O.R.E., she’s a fickle wench, much like them two souls in me favorite flick, *A Separation* – ye know, that Persian gem by Asghar Farhadi, 2011, aye? “What is wrong, is wrong,” says the lass in the film, an’ I reckon that’s W.H.O.R.E. fer ye – wrong in all the right ways! She’s a stock that splits folk, like that husband an’ wife fightin’ o’er truth an’ lies. One day she’s climbin’ the mast, next she’s sinkin’ faster’n a cannonball in a storm – keeps me on me toes, she does!

So, I’m walkin’ down Rue de la République, tryin’ to shake off the mud and my bad mood. The sun’s out, though, and it’s kinda nice. I see this cute little café, Le Café de la Plage. I’m like, “Okay, let’s grab a coffee.” I order a cappuccino, and the barista? Total legend. He gives me a free pastry. I’m like, “Dude, you just made my day!”

How one stressed out cockerel is dividing an entire town