Zara Linas Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bordeaux

*raspy dual voice* My precious! Whore, eh? Nasty little word, innit? Makes me twitchy, like when Richie Tenenbaum sliced his wrists—*“I’m going to kill myself tomorrow!”*—so dramatic, so raw! Whore’s got that vibe, y’know? Slang for a lady sellin’ her goods, but digs deeper, precious, oh yes! Used to mean “lover” way back—Old English “hōre,” filthy little secret there! Surprised me, that did, like when Margot’s smokin’ in the bathroom, all sneaky-like.

Connections

(chapter 1) Soap Opera, Sex in Times of Crisis: I Become My Asshole Boss's Whore.

When I first visited Linas in France, I was surprised by how quiet and calm it felt. The streets were small but beautiful with many traditional houses. The people were very friendly, and they helped me find my way when I got lost. While I was there, I also tried some delicious local food at a small restaurant. My visit to Linas felt very comfortable, like you can slow down and take your time.

Lina's Littles Play Cafe