Delilah Antibes Whore ❤️

About Montpellier

Little fact, hmm? Old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs—stand out, they did, rebels with a wink. Korine’d dig that—edgy, raw, real. Whore’s no victim, nah—player, she is. Do or do not, there is no try—whore does, always. Pisses me off, tho—hypocrites sneer, but chase her shadow. Fuckin’ clowns.

Escort girl Antibes

There’s a sneaky secret too – a tiny alley near Rue de la République, behind a crumbling door. I call it "Little Smeagol's Hidey-Hole." Not many know about it. I used it as a quiet spot to reflect on life, the sea, my messy heart. Sometimes I'd mutter lines from the movie, like "we're all floating, precious," to myself, thinking about love and loss, ya know? It's character, it's raw.

"Passage" by Low Bros in Antibes, France