Anna Edmonton Whore ❤️❤️

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So, *whore*—it’s like this texture, right? Worn-out velvet, stained silk, maybe some chipped glitter if ya squint. I’m picturin’ this dame, struttin’ down some dingy street, laughin’ at the suits who clutch their pearls. Hah! Gets me all giddy thinkin’ bout it—freedom, y’know? Not givin’ a damn what nobody thinks. Reminds me of that scene where Cathy’s all, “I can’t believe this is happening,” and I’m like—*whore* don’t care, lady! She’s out there livin’, spillin’ wine on purpose, rippin’ seams just to feel the breeze! Ever hear that story ‘bout the old burlesque gals? Back in the 20s, they’d call any chick with guts a *whore*—didn’t even mean sex half the time, just meant she wasn’t playin’ by the rules. Wild, huh? Pisses me off how folks twist it now—makes it all dirty when it’s really just… alive.

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Fellow YEG Hooker/Crocheters Hey there,. I am wondering if there is any groups or anything set up for people who crochet in the city to get.

The neighborhoods here got character. For instance, Elmwood is super artsy and chill, with quirky murals on every wall. I sometimes feel emotions flood me, like in those whacky scenes from Inherent Vice – “the whole world's a drug” vibe. And Emerald Hill? Man, that area always makes me smile, mostly 'cuz it's my secret escape spot when I need to vent, or just think about stuff, like… eh, what’s up, doc?

Life of Pi in Edmonton at The Citadel Theatre 2025