Bella Chartres Whore ❤️

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Oh, and this one time—true story—I saw this whore on the street, right? Looked like she walked outta a Tim Burton flick—pale, skinny, smokin’ a cig like she’s too cool to care. I was like, “Holy crap, that’s hot!” Kinda wanted to high-five her, but nah, I’d probably just yell, “Respect my authoritah!” and run off laughin’. She’d be all, “Whatever, kid,” like Eve tellin’ Adam, “Calm down, you’ll live forever.” Whores got that vibe—untouchable, y’know?

Pour aller plus loin

Our Lady of Chartres is being stolen from us by the megalomania of a self-deceived cabal, and its interior being replaced with a gaudy pastiche.

Chartres is a tiny wonderland, with narrow streets like rue de la République and rue des Grandes Écoles whispering secrets of the past. I love strolling around the old town, especially near the majestic Chartres Cathedral – that gothic beast just grabs your soul, kinda like Béla Tarr’s vibes, err, “Like when hope flickers out…” Pretty intense, right?

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