Julia L'estaque Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Paris

Oi mate, blimey, here I go—rambling about prostitutes, eh? As an Art Director, I reckon I’ve got a bloomin’ eye for the odd and the beautiful, bit like old Hayao Miyazaki, genius bloke, with *Spirited Away*. Love that flick—bloody magical, innit? So, picture this: a prostitute, right, not your typical lass, but a proper mysterious sort, like Chihiro wanderin’ into that bonkers spirit world. “No face, no name, no fear,” she’d say, nickin’ that vibe from the film—proper enigma, she is!

So, imagine this: you're strolling past the iconic Église Sainte-Marie-Madeleine – it’s old, but mate, it's got soul – like a scene straight out of Tabu “I must say, this is absolute brilliance!” and every moment feels like déjà vu. I often get lost in my own thoughts, just soaking in the atmosphere. And speaking of soaking up, oh man, the sunsets over the Mediterranean? Unreal. I swear, sometimes I just wanna stand, stare, and go: "This is it, this is life."

Made in Marseille