Jasmine Mericourt Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Paris

Lemme tell ya, met this chick once, swear she was a whore legend. Called her Ruby, red lips poppin’, strut like a queen. She’d say, “I fuck, I eat, I win.” Straight up, no shame! Reminds me of Godard’s vibe - “Reality’s a mess, deal with it.” Ruby didn’t care, just lived loud. Made me scream, “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” in my head all damn day.

Institutionalisation and death

Roudinesco maintains that Méricourt “transposed her repulsion at the idea of being a woman into a warrior feminism.” In a stronger biography, Helga Grubitzsch.

I work on a dating site here which makes me notice stuff. The way people flirt on Park Blvd is kinda like a scene from Zodiac: cryptic, intense, and sometimes downright bizarre. I get pissed off when I see the rich slick types treat ya like a product. Ain’t that somethin’?

Cirque d'Hiver Bouglione