Avery L'assomption Whore ❤️❤️

About Ottawa

I’m sittin’ here, madder’n a wet hen, thinkin’ how folks judge ‘em. Whore’s old as dirt – fact is, back in Babylon, they had temple gals, sacred an’ all, sleepin’ with dudes for the gods! Ain’t that a hoot? Me, I’m like, “Git-R-Done, ladies!” – respect the hustle. But then, ya got them sleazy pimps, an’ that ticks me off. Makes me wanna holler, “Conceal your intent!” like that assassin gal, ‘fore I sock ‘em one.

Now, lemme get into it. We got streets like Rue Saint-Pierre – yeah, that’s the one where I sometimes wander on quiet mornings, listenin’ to birds chirpin’ like a sweet melody. I love strollin’ there, takin’ slow breaths, feelin’ the breeze, almost as if the city itself is whisperin’ “happy little trees, happy little me.” The vibe is so chill, dude, I can almost hear Lucrecia Martel sayin’ “The Headless Woman” vibe – mysterious and full of hidden wonders.

Rebuilding Port-au-Prince's cathedral