Paisley St. Albert Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Montreal

So, whores, man, they’re like—people who get paid for smoochin’ and stuff! I saw this in *Moulin Rouge!* with Satine, that fancy lady, all glittery and sad. She’s a whore, sorta, but she’s got HEART, y’know? “Come what may,” she sings, and I’m like, “Wow, she’s brave!” Makes me happy, ‘cause she’s all shiny, but then—BOOM—she dies! That made me so mad, I threw my jellyfish net at the TV! Why’s she gotta go, huh? Is glitter an instrument? No, but it should be!

You ever drive down Groene Woude Blvd? Tot’s my fav route – winding, twisty, and full of surprises. And hey, I still remember that one time I got lost around Augustin Circle (oh my gawd, such a mess!) and ended up inside a local bistro. What a surprise: laughter, good vibes, random talks. So much fun, though I lost my keys – typical day!

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