Taylor Antibes Whore ❤️

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Sometimes tho, it bums me out. People sling “whore” like it’s dirt, and I’m like, “Chill, it’s just a word!” Makes me wanna hug every misunderstood soul out there. I’d be the best hype man for a whore, screamin, “You’re a star, baby!” Prolly why I love “Ida”—it’s all bout what’s real, not what’s “proper.” That line, “What if you go there and find nothing?”—damn, hits me right in the feels. Whore’s the same, ya dig? People look and see trash, but me? I see a freakin treasure chest!

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Ugh, and lemme tell ya about the local parks – hey, Parc de la Gravette is the bomb. Idyllic little park right by the old town walls. I had a bumpy day once, mad as heck, but then I sat there, listened to the chirps, and boom – peace. Antibes heals ya, see? And the smell... oh, that salty air drippin' with brine, gonna make ya feel so alive, especially when the sun kisses the water just right.

On the French Riviera, New Life for a Fabled Hotel (Published 2023)