Mari Farnham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Quebec City

Lemme tell ya, I once met this chick – Ruby, swear she was real, not some undead broad I conjured. Worked the corner near a busted-up deli in Jersey, 1987. Smelled like stale smokes and regret, but Ruby? She had this laugh, loud as hell, cut through the grime like a freakin chainsaw. Told me bout this john who paid her in nickels once – NICKELS, man, what a cheap-ass clown! She kept em in a jar, said it was her “retirement plan.” Cracked me up, but damn, that grit? Respect.

Farnham Area

From Priest's Whore to Pastor's Wife: Clerical Marriage and the Process of Farnham, UK: Ashgate, Pp. xviii+ $ Joel F. Harrington.

Not gonna lie, sometimes I get, like, so mad at how the city remains underrated. But then again, there’s moments of pure joy – like, when I unexpectedly find a new hidden mural on Riverside Drive. It's the coolest, most random art piece ever, like a piece from a secret Lynch script! I mean, seriously, it made my heart do these adorable little cartwheels.

Crowds buoyed with return of The Great Farnham Duck Race