Bella Villeneuve Les Avignon Whore ❤️

About Montpellier

So here’s the deal – the stock market’s a wild chick, right? One day she’s flashin’ ya them sweet profits, next day she’s ghostin’ ya, takin’ all your cash! I’ve seen it, bro –Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” – it’s like she’s playin’ hard to get! Back in ‘07, I heard this story, swear it’s true – some dude in Bucharest, he sank his life savings into this sketchy oil stock. Guy thought he’s gonna be rich, livin’ large! Market crashed, bam, he’s toast – just like Gabita in the movie, scared shitless, waitin’ for the hammer to drop!

Shutters & Sunflowers

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from it. So, I wake up in Villeneuve-les-Avignon, right? This little gem of a town, just chillin’ across the Rhône from Avignon. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna start their day here? The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I was ready to tackle the world. Or at least, my job as a typhlopedagogue.

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