Eliza Roux Whore ❤️

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Once saw her slap a guy. Hilarious—dude cried like a womp rat. “Stories” line fits—“we make our own truth.” She’s livin’ hers, unapologetic. Whore’s a legend, man—flawed as hell. Makes me wanna roar—Rarrgh! What’s her deal, y’know? Total mystery, keeps ya guessin’.

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I ain’t lyin’ – every corner is a chapter. My fav spot? The little-secret café, Café L'Enigme near Place Lune, where the owner serves mystic espresso and life advice in one shot. One morning I sat there, thinkin’ 'bout passion and biology, and with every sip, I remembered that shot of life ain’t ever too short. Yo, dat hectic rush got me buzzin’.

Alain and Michel Roux Jr: “What we have as a family is absolutely sacred.”