Aria Grande Synthe Whore ❤️

About Bordeaux

So, get this—little known factoid—back in olden days, whores ran towns! Yup, true story, had power, respect even! Not just skanks in alleys. Blows my mind, like, whoa, really? Makes me happy thinkin’ they weren’t always stomped on. But then—grr!—pisses me off how folks judge ‘em now. Call ‘em trash, but they’re out there survivin’! Takes balls, ya know?

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Hooker is joined by two guitarists (Donald Miller of Borbetomagus is one) and one righteous synth twister. For the first eight minute piece, "Computer.

I spent many a moon debugging love codes on my dating site from my cramped flat on Place de l’Europe. Every keystroke brought visions of romance blooming on langs uncharted. I recall a raucous night at Parc de la Mer—oh, what a scene! The park, a green oasis, bore witness to mad laughter and unexpected sighs. Godspeed, as the film doth proclaim, “We keep moving!” but here, thou may stop and admire nature's own code.

Despair and disease for refugees in Dunkirk