Hazel Gien Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Lille

Okay, check this—whore’s old as dirt. Like, ancient Rome old! They had these gals, “lupae,” wolf-chicks, howlin’ for coin. Freaky, huh? Makes me giggle like a jellyfish zap! I’m all, “Whoa, history’s wild, dude!” Imagine SpongeBob flippin’ burgers with ‘em—ha! “Fryin’ patties, makin’ cash, I’m ready!”

Gien, Pamela

Another, Gien, stood far off in full plate. One of the hazy figures stood and removed a pipe from his mouth. Allinna knew from the height it was her father.

I strolled down Rue des Petits Champs one rainy dusk. Crazy vibes, eh? Rainbows sometimes hide in the clouds – like inner joy that you gotta chase despite the gloom. And oh, there’s the old bookshop on Rue de l'Ancienne – you’d never guess the wisdom stored in those dusty pages. It’s straight out of a montage scene in a movie.

Vanoppen-Luyten Combination (Herk-de-Stad, BE) victorious in provincial race from Gien two weeks in a row