Ella Cabbagetown South St.james Town Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Toronto

Lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some wild stuff in my day—back in Nashville, there was this gal, Ruby, a real honest-to-God whore with a heart bigger’n my hair! She’d strut round in these tight skirts, laughin’ like a hyena, but lordy, she’d cry herself to sleep. Made me madder’n a wet hen thinkin’ how folks judged her. Ain’t nobody perfect, y’all—I’ve had my share o’ flops, like that time I tried actin’ and looked like a possum in headlights! But Ruby, she’d wink and say, “Dolly, I’m just tradin’ what I got for what I need.” Ain’t that the truth?

Man, my job makes me notice the tiny, spicy details. Personal quirks, small kisses in dark corners. I even scribble thoughts like “Love endures!” in my notes sometimes – scribblin fast aprt of my day.

Where Old Toronto home break-ins were reported this week