Hazel St. John's Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Calgary

But ooooh, gets me mad too—hiss!—‘cause folks spit it like venom now. Call a gal “whore” an’ they mean trash, dirt, nothin’. Pisses me off! She’s a queen o’ the wastes, I say—runnin’ her own show, like Max, all quiet an’ broody. Ever hear ‘bout that one whore in Nevada, 1800s? Ran a brothel, sure, but also smuggled guns fer outlaws—badass, eh? Kept a pet rattler too, named it Sugar. Sugar! Hah! Imagine that slithery bugger guardin’ her coin—makes me giggle, it does.

I luv this city with its laughs, its mishaps, its grumpy rainy days, and its!! ohhhh surprises. Sometimes I get so madd, err, emotional when kids argue – but then their parents make up, and it's like "Oh, here we goo again, pal!" Real life drama, but in the best way.

One in Custody After Police Operation in St. John’s