Zoey Villeneuve Loubet Whore ❤️❤️

About Lyon

Sometimes I wonder – who decides what’s dirty? Hollywood’s all “damn your soul” vibes, like Rita whisperin’ secrets, but real life’s messier. Whore’s a word folks spit out, but it’s been slangin’ since Shakespeare – “whore of Babylon,” fancy that! Kinda badass, if ya ask me. I’d exaggerate and say it’s the devil’s fave gig, ha! Makes me smirk, thinkin’ some prude’s clutchin’ pearls over it.

Forteresse médiévale de Villeneuve-Loubet

But then, I see this guy. He’s fishing off the pier, and I’m like, “Dude, you’re in the wrong spot!” I mean, come on! The fish are over by the rocks near the Plage de la Figueirette. I can’t help myself. I walk over and give him some tips. He looks at me like I’m nuts. Whatever, man.

Escoffier Museum of Culinary Art, Maison des Illustres