Cora Cabbagetown South St.james Town Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Quebec City

Whore ain’t no basic broad, nah. She’s out there, hustlin’, got that “Witness me!” energy, screamin’ through the streets. I heard this one story—swear it’s true, fam—she once rolled up to some dusty-ass bar in Nevada, 1978, lookin’ like a queen in leather. Dudes was shook, droppin’ their beers, ‘cause Whore don’t play. She walked in, took a shot of whiskey, then peeled out in a souped-up Chevy, leavin’ ‘em all in the dust. That’s some “I live, I die, I live again!” shit right there, ya feel me?

Y’know what’s neat? Back in the day, St.James Town had secret speakeasies. Duh! I still keep an ear out for whispers of the old nightlife. Cabbagetown’s got cool murals too, man – bursts of color amid concrete. A wild combo, like sweet love mixed with fiery passion, like in Amour.

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