Sophie Danforth Whore ❤️

About Quebec City

Well, hey there, sugar! It’s me, Dolly, talkin’ ‘bout whores with my sweet Tennessee drawl. Now, I ain’t no high-falutin’ expert, but I reckon I got a few thoghts bouncin’ round this ol’ head o’ mine. Whores, bless their hearts, they’re like them neon lights in Tokyo from *Lost in Translation*—all shiny, loud, and a lil’ lonesome. “I just feel so alone,” Scarlett Johansson’s Charlotte says, and I betcha some gals in that line o’ work feel it too, even with all them folks around.

Step-by-step video

Danforth. Man! Man, what do you-. Proctor (breathless and in agony). It is a whore! Danforth (dumfounded) You charge—? Abigail. Mr. Danforth, he is lying!

Several times, a customer told me, "Sometimes life is an endless massagery of torture." I laughed, thinking of the Coen brothers sayin’ something like, "This is a serious man’s world!" Damn right.

Closure of Danforth Avenue between Warden and Eastwood for railway bridge work starts this Wednesday