Leah Notre Dame De L'ile Perrot Prostitute ❤️

About Hamilton

Alright, so lemme tell ya bout this word - prostitute. *Pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.”* I’m sittin here thinkin, man, it’s a damn loaded term, ain’t it? Comes from Latin, “prostituere,” meanin to expose or sell out. Kinda dark, right? Makes me mad how it’s thrown around like dirt. But yo, I dig deep, like Daniel Plainview in *There Will Be Blood*. “I drink your milkshake!” - that’s me slurpin up facts bout this word, heh.

Now, lemme talk parks, cuz you know I’m all about nature and self-discovery. There's the charming Parc de l'Ile, a green oasis where I occasionally sit and let my brain wander. I had this one day, sitting there on a bench on Chemin des Prés, I got all emotional – it’s like when the movie says, “The water has a way of cleansing the soul,” or something like that – real poetic stuff. And lemme tell ya, sometimes the sound of the small river nearby makes me think life’s deeper than my ex’s texts, haha!

Notre-Dame-de-l’Île-Perrot joins tidal wave of opposition to province’s flood zones