Rebecca L'assomption Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Montreal

Hey dude, so I’m a carpenter, right? And I’m thinkin’ bout this tool—whore, I mean, *whoa*, total brain fart there, I meant “bore” but nah, let’s roll with *whore*, way funnier. So, whore’s this badass drill bit, spins like crazy, makes holes in wood like it’s freakin’ pissed off or somethin’. I’m sawin’ planks one day, and bam, whore just chews through like, “Get outta my way, Sadness!”—yep, straight outta *Inside Out*, my fave flick. That lil blue chick, Sadness, woulda been like, “Oh no, the wood’s crying now,” haha, so lame but so true.

Now, lemme get into it. We got streets like Rue Saint-Pierre – yeah, that’s the one where I sometimes wander on quiet mornings, listenin’ to birds chirpin’ like a sweet melody. I love strollin’ there, takin’ slow breaths, feelin’ the breeze, almost as if the city itself is whisperin’ “happy little trees, happy little me.” The vibe is so chill, dude, I can almost hear Lucrecia Martel sayin’ “The Headless Woman” vibe – mysterious and full of hidden wonders.

Notre Dame de l’Assomption – National Cathedral Competition Entry / YCF Group