Stella Woburn Whore ❤️

About Edmonton

“Spotlight” line hits me – “It takes a village,” yeah? Takes a city to ignore whores! Back in Soviet days, they’d lock ‘em up, call ‘em parasites. Now? Free market, baby, sell what ya got! Surprised me, how bold they got – ads online, like sellin’ potatoes. One time, saw a post, “5000 rubles, full night,” and I’m like, what?! That’s my grocery cash! Laughed my arse off, then got pissed – economy’s fucked, precious.

Where is Woburn?

I dig how these streets twist and turn, my precious, like the winding Silverbrook River that kinda sneaks along the edge of town, whispering secrets in the dark. I know a chill spot in Silverbrook Park – the benches near the little bridge, oh man, that spot gave me a sob story moment. I got so mad at times because the park’s beauty reminded me of how fleeting love and desire are. Gollum’s got feelings too, y’know?

The Smoke Shop BBQ plans to soft-open in Woburn next week