Maeve Lasalle Brothel ❤️

About Winnipeg

Me, I’d sip wine, watch the madness. Saw one in King’s Landing—filthy, loud, smelled like regret. “Every note was a prayer,” like Szpilman said. Girls there, battlin’ hunger, sellin’ skin. Pissed me off—lords struttin’, leavin’ crumbs. But some lasses? Sharp as Valyrian steel. One told me she saved enough to ditch it—bought a tavern! Smart bird, that one. Made me grin ear to ear.

Flower Row, Skybridge, LaSalle/Cliff House

Seriously, you’ve got River Rd. running along our majestic creek—that place is so underrated. I always stroll there in the mornings, sip some coffee, and watch the water—calming, like "Blue is the warmest color", absolutely poetic moments! And oh, LaSalle Park? Wow, it's a haven for picnics and just chilling, with lush trees and that sweet, gentle breeze. I gotta say, my heart beats there, like in that movie scene, so warm and vibrant!

Passing of Councillor Sue Desjarlais