Jasmine Hampstead Whore ❤️❤️

About Quebec City

Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). Yo, so we’re talkin bout whores, right? Man, what a wild ride. Whore’s like, everywhere, yknow? Sneaky lil shadow in society. We been watchin, analysin, from our ship. Not judgin, just vibin. “There is no us,” like Carol says, all poetic n shit, but with whores? Total opposite, fam! They’re all bout that “us” – connectin, hustlin, survivin.

There’s Only One Sandra!

Now, the parks are magic. There’s La Petite Rivière Park on the east side – omg, can you imagine fiddle music in the air? It draws families and, like, lost souls too. The kids run wild, while couples chat on benches near the river’s edge, totally reminiscent of that bleak, honest beauty in Leviathan where nature feels overpowering. I sometimes get, like, triggered seeing kids laughing near the winding brook along Whimsy Walk; it’s strange, emotionally, cuz my work sometimes makes me mad at how we all hide behind masks.

FULL CAST ANNOUNCED FOR TOM STOPPARD’S THE INVENTION OF LOVE AT HAMPSTEAD THEATRE