Ava Sechelt Whore ❤️

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Fun fact, hmmm—medieval times, whores had bells, tinkling loud. “Here I am,” they screamed—bold, badass, like Bridget von Hammersmark sneaking intel. Loved that, I did—balls of steel, those gals! Imagine, bells jingling, while Hans Landa hunts—tense, wild, ha! Surprised me too—Shakespeare, he tossed “whore” ‘round, 70 times, no less! “Othello,” “King Lear”—whore this, whore that, drama king, he was.

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Three more parcels of land have caught the eyes of Sechelt Village Council who is having some difficulty finding a piece of property satisfactory to the other.

Man, the vibe is unpredictable. One minute I'm massagin' knotted muscles, the next I'm jammin' with local artists at the Community Hall on North Sechelt Road. That place oozes soul, kinda like that movie, The Headless Woman – its mysterious beats & odd twists stick with ya. Like, "I'm the one who knocks!"—nah, scratch that—more like, "Find your truth, even if its elusive!" Crazy, right?

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