Hazel Lansdowne Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

Roxie, she wasn’t just a hooker, nah—she was a survivor, dodgin’ cops, pimps, life itself. Reminded me of Gabita in the movie, scared but tough, y’know? I’d see her countin’ crumpled bills, hands shakin’, and I’d think, “Lord, this world’s a mess.” Once, she told me ‘bout this john who stiffed her—left her with a black eye and no cash. Pissed me off, man! I wanted to find that bastard, give him a piece of my mind—or my fist. “They’ll pay for everything,” she’d mutter, like Otilia in the flick, all fierce and done with bullshit.

The Marquess of Lansdowne

There's this gem, Maple Park, oh man, that place speaks to my soul. I took my anxious kids there once—and they laughed so hard at the squirrels. Squirrels, they run like mad! The park is filled with winding paths. I remember thinking, “Do not fear the truth!” but in truth, I feared my own thoughts. Maple Park reminds me - not all is pretty in hidden corners, just like our minds sometimes, y'know?

Searchers spend 4th day scouring Pictou County for missing children