Ada Tain L'hermitage Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Montpellier

So, whores – they ain’t just hookers, capisce? They’re hustlers, survivors. Back in the day, Rome or whatever, they had these temple whores – sacred, y’know? Fuckin’ wild! Dudes payin’ to bang ‘em for the gods. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ ‘bout some schmuck prayin’ while he’s balls deep. Me? I respect the hustle. Always did. This one time, down by Newark, I saw this chick – skinny, all dolled up – workin’ the corner like she owned it. Made me happy, y’know? She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, makin’ her scratch. Tough as nails.

After the show, I’m feeling like a rockstar. I walk down Rue de la République again, and this time, I’m on cloud nine. I stop by that café again, and the barista gives me a free pastry. “For the rockstar,” he says. I’m like, “You’re the real MVP!”

Exploring the Northern Rhône with Matt Walls