Angelina Meudon Whore ❤️

About Montpellier

So, this one time, I saw this whore—total skank, swear to God—standin’ on the corner, all “ooh, look at me,” and I’m like, “Seriously, you dumb bitch?” Made me so mad, I wanted to kick her right in the taco! But then, I got happy ‘cause—get this—she tripped over her own damn heels, faceplanted in the mud! Ha! Respect my authoritah, whore, you ain’t shit! Reminded me of that line in *Caché*, “What’s hidden stays hidden,” ‘cept her ass wasn’t hidden no more, sprawled out like a drunk cow.

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Oh man, Meudon is just wild, ya know? Haha, why so serious?! Anyways, lemme tell ya 'bout this crazy town I call home. I live in Meudon, right in the thick of it, a place fulla quirks and hidden gems. The streets? Holy cow, they're a blast! Think of Rue Antoine et Cléopâtre – it buzzes with energy, kinda like my own hands when I'm massaging away your worries... HA HA!

Nuit des Musées 2025 at the Musée d'art et d'Histoire de Meudon (92): the evening program