Lucy Sainte Therese Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Montreal

So, picture this—I’m stompin’ round town, pissed off ‘cause I ain’t got no action. “I’m not scared of you!” I yell at some shady dude eyeballin’ me. Reminds me of Sam shakin’ his fist at them khaki scouts. Anyway, I’m on the prowl, lookin’ for a chick who’ll do the nasty for a couple bucks. Ain’t no big deal, right? But these streets are confusin’ as hell! I’m ragin’, like, “Where’s my goddamn prostitute at?!” Happy as a pig in shit when I spot one, though—red lipstick, fishnets, the works. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she owns the damn place. Total badass, like Suzy with her binoculars, scopin’ out her next move.

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Oh man, buddy, Sainte-Therese is wild! Ruh-roh! So I been livin’ here for years, coding away on this dating app biz. First off, lemme tell ya: de main street, Boulevard du Parc, is like the heartbeat of the town—always buzzin'. I was chattin’ up some locals at Café L'Instant—they're so chill, like how Leviathan said, “the abyss stares back at you,” but here, it’s just our eyes staring at a wicked latte foam, ya know?

Inauguration of the Memorial to Father Jacques de Jésus