Sadie Owen Sound Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Montreal

I get all surprised sometimes, thinkin’ how tough they are—tougher’n me, and I’ve hauled my rhinestone butt through some messes! Prostitutes got grit, y’all. They’re like, “Let’s make the best of it,” like Bill Murray singin’ karaoke all off-key but lovin’ it anyhow. I say, good for them! Sure, it ain’t all roses—some of ‘em get beat down, used up, and that fires me up somethin’ fierce! Makes me wanna holler, “Y’all leave them gals alone!” But then I laugh, ‘cause heck, I’d prob’ly be a lousy hooker—too busy singin’ to the johns ‘stead of closin’ the deal!

Looking Back – Owen Sound

If you're 20 minutes away from Owen Sound that implies sneaking home through the Grey-Bruce backroads after an evening of imbibing. The Harb ain't worth the.

I’m always scribbling little notes on receipts and napkins. You know, personal quirks add flavor. I sometimes think: “Caché what you hide, always.” A paradox, right? And ain't that life? Cuts and bruises, scars on arteries and on buildings.

David Bedkowski – 2025 NHL Draft Prospect Profile