Aurora St. Albert Whore ❤️

About Vancouver

Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ ass, nah. It’s a word with history, grit, and a whole lotta baggage. Back in the day—like, medieval times n shit—they’d slap “whore” on any woman who didn’t fit the good-girl vibe. Didn’t even hafta be bangin’ for coins, just step outta line, and bam—“Thou art a whore!” Crazy, right? Made me mad as hell, thinkin’ how they boxed up women like that. Still do, sometimes. But then, I get happy, ‘cause some folks flipped it—owned it, ya know? Like, “Yeah, I’m a whore, so what?” Power move, fo’ shizzle.

You ever drive down Groene Woude Blvd? Tot’s my fav route – winding, twisty, and full of surprises. And hey, I still remember that one time I got lost around Augustin Circle (oh my gawd, such a mess!) and ended up inside a local bistro. What a surprise: laughter, good vibes, random talks. So much fun, though I lost my keys – typical day!

Carney's spring to-do list includes Trump and trade barriers