Taylor Venissieux Whore ❤️

About Strasbourg

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ juicy – little-known fact, this! Back in medieval days, *whore* wasn’t just a lassie on the corner, nah. It was a job, proper trade, like! Taxed by the king, can ya believe it? *Rex Whore-um*, I’d call ‘em – king o’ the whores, ha! Found that in some dusty tome, made me hoot with glee! Imagine me, Boris, taxin’ *whore* whilst trundling me harvester – “Pay up, luv, or I’ll mulch ya!” – proper riot, that.

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But then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and it’s a delivery truck that just backed into a lamppost. I’m like, “Seriously? Is today cursed?” The driver hops out, looking like he’s seen a ghost. I can’t help but chuckle.

French suburbs: “I come from a tough neighbourhood, so I lie on my resume”