Leah Temiskaming Shores Whore ❤️❤️

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Met this one gal—Daisy, she called herself—worked the docks in ‘44. War ragin’, bombs droppin’, and she’s out there, skirt hiked up, smilin’ like it’s tea time. Gutsy as hell—made me happy, that grit! Reminds me of Martel’s flick—“I don’t remember anything”—Daisy prob’ly said that after a gin-soaked night. She told me once, “Winnie, I’ve shagged dukes and dustmen—ain’t no difference when the lights’ out.” Laughed my arse off—truth in that, eh?

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Looking for info on family life in Tamiskaming Shores, Cobalt & New Liskeard. We are planning on moving North because of the rise of costs in southern Ontario. Unfortunately we do not own a .

And guess what? I got this one epic memory: I was at a pop-up event near the old mill by the river – folks speaking brutally honest words about love and desire. I felt like I was in a real-life action movie, channelin’ “Zero Dark Thirty” energy, that pulse, the heartbeat of determination: “We fight for what matters,” baby – love and liberation!

Canada’s largest abandoned home sits on the shores of Lake Temiskaming