Sarah Magog Whore ❤️❤️

About Montreal

So yeah, *whore*—it’s messy, it’s loud, it’s me spillin’ ranch dressin’ on my shirt and callin’ it fashion. It’s Doc sayin’, “Dope’s the third rail, man,” but *whore*? That’s the whole damn train, crashin’ through your skull! Love it, hate it, can’t stop it—chaotic absurdity, baby! Now lemme get back to these machines—MOO, BITCH!

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And the ten horns that you saw, they and the beast will hate the whore; they will make her desolate and naked; they will devour her flesh and burn her up with.

Now hold up: this city sits on Lake Memphremagog (rare, right?) chillin’ like a boss. Every sunup, dat lake sparkles like glitz in The Grand Budapest’s lobby. I once took a ride on a canoe—whassup?—and got soaked, but yo, felt free as ever! LOL, real soggy, but pure bliss.

From the school yard to the big leagues: Magog’s Mikale Fontaine is training with the Montreal Impact