Megan Sault Ste. Marie Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Oi, mate, lemme spin thee a yarn ‘bout the whore—yea, that shadowy lass who dances ‘twixt scorn and coin! Methinks she’s a riddle, a wild wench wrapped in velvet vice. Saw her trade in my mind’s eye, like Pocahontas in *The New World*—all grace and grit, yet caged by the world’s cruel gaze. “The sea hath bounds, but deep desire hath none,” saith Malick’s folk, and ain’t that her? A soul boundless, yet tethered to beds and back-alleys.

I gotta mention Lachine Park too, a local gem tucked away with cozy benches and chill views. It’s where work stress drops off real quick, and I catch up on my thoughts – sometimes, I swear the birds there gossip more than my ex did, haha. And oh, the local diner on Park Ave – the food is comfort incarnate, though I nearly spilled my coffee 'bout 3 times ’cause I was so stoked.

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