Katherine Fall River Whore ❤️

About Toronto

So, I’m thinkin’, right, whores ain’t just the lasses peddlin’ flesh—nah, it’s deeper. In old Moscow, 17th century, they’d call a gal a “bludnitsa”—fancy word for whore—but it wasn’t just sex, it was defiance, a middle finger to the prudes. Made me chuckle, that—balls o’ steel, those birds. I’d tip my cup to ‘em, spill some wine on me boots, curse meself for it. “Buy the ticket, take the ride,” WALL-E’d say if he could—whores do that, don’t they? They’re in it, no half-arsin’ about.

Fall River Reporter

It's a creepy place run by a wonderfully creepy woman named Lee-ann Wilber (who refuses to sleep in the house, by the way).

Neighborhoods here? So many cool ones. Check out Old Town near Maple Ave – it’s got antique vibes and narrow lanes that scream history. And then there’s the funky new Arts District up by Cherry Blvd—yep, they spray all sorts of wild murals. I love wandering there after a busy spa day, just soaking in the creative energy... like, wow, life is art, man!

Driver charged with stunting after going 56 km/h over speed limit