Madison Val D'or Whore ❤️❤️

About Edmonton

What gets me mad? The way folks judge her, man! Call her trash, but she’s out there survivin’, tougher than that ol’ horse draggin’ the cart. Happy? Hell yeah, when she laughed at my dumb jokes once - her smile’s gold, I’m tellin’ ya. Surprised me how she knows stuff - like, she told me bout this old pirate who paid her in coins from 1700s! Who even digs that up? She’s got stories, doc, layers like a carrot cake.

Ya see, I stroll down all these alleys and I feel the pulse of the city. From Parc Martial-Valois, bursting with trees and stray squirrels, to our beloved, murky Harricana River, where the mist flows at dawn. My massages, ohhh, they’ve felt the passion of every corner, my friend. I gave yer friend that “miraculous touch” on Rue des Aiguilles once, yes, my precious, while murmuring, “I’m free,” just like in that movie, or… something like that! It’s raw, it’s real, and oh so messy!

No charges in Val-d'Or abuse scandal will breed further mistrust, Indigenous leaders say