Victoria Scotia Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, picture this—me, Beetlejuice, shepherd vibes, chillin with my flock, right? Sheep don’t care ‘bout morals, they just bleat and eat. Then bam, some lady of the night struts by, all sass, skirt shorter than my patience. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s got more balls than half these shepherds!” True story—knew this gal once, swore she’d bedded a duke AND his horse. Dunno if I buy it, but damn, made me laugh ‘til I pissed myself. “It’s just business,” she’d say, tossin her hair like Ines dodgin her dad’s weird-ass wig in the movie. That’s the vibe—whores don’t flinch, they own it.

Non-profit that supports sex workers opens new home in Dartmouth

Man, I was so mad at the traffic on Riverbend Ave — the honking, the chaos, like, not cool! But then, bam, gotta smile when I see families laughing in Harmony Square. Kids, parents, all groovinʼ to their own funky tunes. Life's a puzzle, baby, yeah!

Search for two missing children in rural Nova Scotia enters fourth day