Harper Grenade Whore ❤️

About Bordeaux

So, ‘ere’s me, flailin’ arms, talkin’ whores to ya! Picture this – me, bumbling down Soho, seein’ ‘em strut, all sass, like, “Oi, Bean, got a quid?” I’m all flustered, droppin’ me sandwich – plop! – ‘cos they’re bold, mate! Reminds me o’ Maria in the film, standin’ tall, sayin’, “This is my land!” Whores got that vibe, ownin’ the streets, even if coppers chase ‘em off. Makes me giggle, heh, ‘cos I’d trip over a bin tryin’ to run!

The Greater Post Whore Society - Volume 1: A New Beginning

My fav neighborhood? Le Quartier des Éclats. It’s off the beaten path. Narrow cobbled lanes lead to hidden plazas, and you'll run into bizarre little shops. Sometimes, mid-morning, I stroll past Parc de la Rêverie. That park, oh boy, it’s a green haven near the chattering River de L’Espoir – which literally means Hope River. I once counseled someone there under a massive oak. It still haunts me – in a good way… "Waves of memory cascade and intertwine..."

Man found dead with gunshot wound, holding grenade – FOX31 Denver