Bella Val D'or Whore ❤️❤️

About Calgary

Got me happy tho, ‘cause it’s so damn bizarre, y’know? Like, who else catches a fish called whore? Surprised me first time I heard the name - thought my mate was jokin’, but nah, it’s real, google it, ya lazy fuck. Makes me wanna scream, “It’s showtime!” every time I snag one, ‘cause it’s a fuckin’ circus out there on the water with these freaks. Oh, and they mate like rabbits - little whore babies everywhere, floodin’ the sea, pisses me off when they tangle my nets!

Ya see, I stroll down all these alleys and I feel the pulse of the city. From Parc Martial-Valois, bursting with trees and stray squirrels, to our beloved, murky Harricana River, where the mist flows at dawn. My massages, ohhh, they’ve felt the passion of every corner, my friend. I gave yer friend that “miraculous touch” on Rue des Aiguilles once, yes, my precious, while murmuring, “I’m free,” just like in that movie, or… something like that! It’s raw, it’s real, and oh so messy!

Remembering the Jewish dad who brought a taste of Tinseltown to the golden valley of Quebec