Luna Estevan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Ottawa

Heya, pal! So, I’m a fisherman, right? D’oh! Been out there haulin’ fish, thinkin’ ‘bout whores—yep, whores! Not the fish kinda whores, but, ya know, the real deal. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ ‘bout this one time—whore I met near the docks. “Mmm… donuts.” Smelled like cheap perfume and seaweed, swear it! Kinda like that freaky vibe in *Tropical Malady*—ya seen it? That movie’s wild, man, all steamy jungles and weird love crap.

Background

We are Jessica and Estevan. We are not actual whores, that's just Estevan's favorite word, and sometimes he's slutty. We enjoy being fabulous and short walks to the bar on Sundays.

So, buddy, if you're coming over, wander down those side streets, random nooks, and cranny hideaways that only a local like me can spill about. Estevan is messy, magical, and absolutely bonkers in the best way possible. It’s like Certified Copy – thought-provoking with a twist. Groovy, baby, it’s the real deal, like, wacky dreams and all!

Theft, fraud, and hit-and-run lead Estevan police activity