Savannah Waterloo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Quebec City

Here’s a story—knew a dame once, tough as nails. Folks called her that—whore—behind her back. Worked three jobs, raised two kids—alone! Pissed me off, the nerve! She was a queen, man—fought like hell. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she deserved a medal, not crap. Makes ya think—words cut deep, huh?

Anti-oppression bottom lines everything.

king street is lit with bistros and chill cafes. sometimes i stroll down st. joseph. not far is the old art zone near university. those streets got this vibe like you’re wanderin’ a Wes Anderson set – all pastel and nostalgic. “I must say…” like in The Grand Budapest Hotel, every corner has its own mini story, like they got secret histories.

Ontario girls missing for a month have been found