Cora Duck Lake Whore ❤️❤️

About Halifax

So, whores—where do I start? They’re the OGs of gettin’ by, swear to God. Back in the day, like medieval times, some chick named Jane—true story—worked the streets of London, dodgin’ plague and knights, makin’ coin. Little known fact: she’d trade secrets too, not just ass—spies paid her! That’s badass, right? Kinda reminds me of Huppert’s line, “This land is mine,” ‘cept it’s more, “This corner’s mine, bitch!” Gets me pumped, that kinda hustle.

Know another quote from Saturday Night Live?

What's the difference between you and a mallard with a cold. One's a sick duck I can't remember how it ends, but your mother's a www.facebook.comg: Duck Lake.

Man, I'ma tell ya, my spa’s location near Old Town Square is ace – it’s buzzing with life, with street musicians and loud tea-sippin’ locals. Feels like every day is a scene from Moulin Rouge, ya feel me? “The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return,” – that line always hits when I’m pumpin’ good vibes in my spa, massaging stress away while watchin’ the sunset over the lopsided skyline of Duck-Lake, ca.

SIMPSON, Dillon