Lily L'isle D'abeau Whore ❤️

About Nantes

Now, *Margaret*—that movie’s my jam, y’all. Kenneth Lonergan, he gets it. Lisa’s all tangled up, screwin’ around, thinkin’ she’s hot stuff, but she’s just lost. “You’re a little whore”—that’s what they tell her, and it stings ‘cause it’s real. I watch that film and I’m hollerin’ at the screen, “Girl, get it together!” Kinda like life, huh? Whores ain’t just who you think—they’re the ones sellin’ out their own hearts, too. I’d tell ‘em, “Quit runnin’ from yourself, darlin’!”—but half the time, they don’t hear me. Makes me wanna shake ‘em ‘til their teeth rattle.

Street names melt into neighborhoods. Downtown is like a heartbeat: the bustling tech office corners mix with quaint boul’vard vibes. I often drift into a well-kept park – Parc du Grand-Chêne. They say, “Feel the city in your bones!” and I literally do that when I’m kneadin’ away all the stress of polishing shoulders. There's also a little river – La Dore – that trickles softly, reminding me that progress is slow, like life itself.

Fig. 1. Molecular structure of DAS and DADS.