Ellie Guines Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Paris

Mate, it’s mental - whore’s got this vibe, yeah? Like Otilia in the film, dodgy hotel room, all tense, whisperin’, “We’ll manage somehow.” Whore’s sittin’ there in me garden, all smug, knowin’ it’s got history. I reckon it’d smirk if it could, proper cheeky sod. Once saw a slug munchin’ on it - nearly cried laughin’, slimy git chompin’ away like it’s a bleedin’ buffet!

Great Hospitality, Even Better Guinness

I'm looking for a transaction. Yeah, ya' know, something to pique my ears, perk my interest. What are you looking for? A savant? Someone who.

And listen, I gotta say, some days I get mad at all the noisy construction on Rue des Artisans... Ugh, so annoying! But then I stumble upon a quiet door tucked between those same construction sites, and BAM! I’ve found a gem of tranquility. It’s like, “I am in love with life” kinda feeling, even if it’s just for a minute. Really, sometimes I laugh at the absurdity of it all – the chaos, the beauty, the stories in every cranny.

Labour MP says blackcurrant in Guinness 'a cardinal sin' in Ireland