Audrey Vertou Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Montpellier

So, I’m picturin’ this whore, right—sassy, loud, prolly smells like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of Richie Tenenbaum’s falcon—wild, free, but stuck in a cage sometimes. Gets me pissed, tho—people judgin’ ‘em, callin’ ‘em trash. Who the fuck are they? Ain’t nobody pure, mate. Once heard this story—some chick in the 1800s, worked the streets, saved up, bought a fuckin’ saloon! Badass, right? Surprised the shit outta me—whores got grit, man.

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When McAndrews began shooting Nevada's brothels, he expected to find a seedy place, filled with drugs. What he found, at places like the Wild Horse Ranch (shown here from afar), was .

First off, I’m cruising down Rue de la République. Nice street, right? Trees lining the sides, people chillin’ at cafés. I’m thinkin’, “This is gonna be easy-peasy.” But nah, life had other plans. I get a call. Some commotion at the Parc de la Sèvre. Like, what? It’s supposed to be peaceful there!

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