Brooklyn Languedoc Prostitute ❤️

About Polokwane

Here’s a kicker – ever hear ‘bout the “hooker with a heart of gold”? Total cliché, but I met one once, swear it! Gave her last twenty bucks to some homeless dude. Surprised the hell outta me – thought, “Damn, she’s realer than half these posers.” Made me grin like a fool. But then, ugh, the creeps she deals with – makes my blood boil. “I must break you” – I’d say that to those scumbags, not her.

Prostitution in medieval society : the history of an urban institution in Languedoc

The neighborhoods like Le Petit Rêve and Saint-Mirabelle are steeped in secrets. I always giggle recalling how I once found a hidden garden behind an unassuming gate on Chemin des Échos. That garden, brimming with wildflowers and rustlin’ whispers from yesteryears, nearly made me cry tears of joy – or maybe frustration, lmao, it's hard to tell sometimes. R2-D2, for crying out loud!

FAT bastard wine was born in the sunny vineyards of the Languedoc region in France