Ellie Notre Dame De L'ile Perrot Whore ❤️❤️

About Winnipeg

Lemme tell ya, I see “whore” and I think power. Yeah, power! Like Céline says in the movie, “I was fine until I saw you.” That’s the vibe—someone walks in, owns it, and flips the script. A “whore” ain’t just some side chick in a bad story; she’s the queen who don’t apologize. I’m obsessed with that energy. Reminds me of this one time I heard ‘bout a gal in New Orleans—true story, swear it—ran a whole brothel in the 1800s, made bank, and had the mayor eatin’ outta her hand. She was a boss, y’all! Didn’t let no one tell her who she was. That’s the kinda “whore” I stan.

Oh, sorry, my head’s all over the place. Sometimes I get REALLY emotional about stuff. There’s also this quirky art mural on Rue du Soleil that supposedly represents local legends. Honestly, it seems like an overkill mess, but it’s our mess, and it’s pretty rad. Funnily enough, even when I’m mad or frustrated – like when the recycling bins get overturned by some rookie – it reminds me of that movie line, “In every destruction, there’s a rebirth.” Too deep, am I right?

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