Mila Versailles Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Still, we hates it! Word’s a curse, slimy, cold. “Fish are friends, not food,” Bruce says - but whore? Folks treat it like chum, toss it to sharks. Me heart twists, thinkin how it flops, helpless. We wants it gone, precious, but it sticks, like muck on me toes!

Bénédicte Liot: Whore - Opium Den

I would say Moulin Rouge by Histoires de Parfums. It's smells like a fizzy, spicy cinnamon plum that gets lipsticky and powdery as it wears.

Oh, and doncha forget, there’s that hidden gem down on Willow Court. Not many know ’bout it, but it's where the locals chill after a long day. A tiny courtyard with graffiti art all over, kinda reminiscent of those wild party scenes in Spring Breakers – “Holy shit, that's dope!” You oughta check it out if you need a secret spot to unwind. I been there if I needed to get away from all the digital chaos of dating site madness.

John Maynard Keynes predicts economic chaos from the Treaty of Versailles