Anna Sault Ste. Marie Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, motherfucker, listen up! I’m divin’ into this whore shit—fish, not the other kind, ya nasty bastard! Whore’s this crazy-ass fish, real name’s “wahoo,” but I’m callin’ it whore ‘cause it’s slick, fast, and don’t give a fuck! Ichthyologist Samuel L. Jackson here, and this motherfucker’s my jam. Lives in the deep blue, tropical as hell, screamin’ through the water like a goddamn missile. “I can’t stop this feelin’!”—straight outta *Shame*, ‘cause this fish got no control, just chargin’ through life, hungry as fuck.

I love how Sault-Ste.-Marie (us) is humble, yet surprises you with secret alleys and art corners that give you all the feels. It’s a town that bares its soul even in the cold winters. Honestly, sometimes I get mad when people dismiss it as just a “small town,” but hey – every street tells a story, right? Like, that mural on Central Ave? It speaks truth, like the bold voices in Moolaadé – “No, we stand as one!”

SIU closes investigation into self-inflicted injuries in Sault Ste. Marie