Zara Dovercourt Wallace Emerson Junction Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Montreal

Me, I’d be a terrible whore—too loud, too bossy. “Pay me double, punk!” I’d yell. Hah! Imagine that—Judge Judy on the corner, gavel in hand. In *Ten*, the kid snaps, “You’re a bad mom!” Whore gets that crap too—blamed for everything. Drives me nuts! Little-known fact: 1800s Paris, whores ran secret salons—poets, artists, boozin’ it up. Cool, right? Real power moves.

First World War Roll of Honour

Dude, this city is a mixed-up mash of bizzaro streets that kinda pull u together, y'know? Like, there's Dovercourt Avenue, where all the cool sh!t happens; oh man, you gotta check out Wallace Street – such a vibe, repeated music hypes that feel like a rock show from "Almost Famous" – like, "I wanna be a rock star!" (Totally!) And Emerson Junction is basically the heart – streets like Emerson Place are bustling with quirky little cafes and dating app meetups (I get my inspo here, seriously!!)

Introducing: Hub, Wallace-Emerson’s new indie coffee shop