Megan L'ancienne Lorette Whore ❤️❤️

About Toronto

Oh, and—medieval whores had bells sewn on! Jingle-jangle, “Here I am, lads!” Hilarious, but damn, so bold! R2-D2, where are you?—I’m losin’ it! Reminds me of No-Face—quiet, then *boom*, chaos! Whores got that energy—subtle, then loud. Hate how folks spit on ‘em tho—makes me fume! “This place is a dump!”—their lives, sometimes.

Okay, so first off, Avenue Boucher is where it all starts. Man, that street is buzzing with life, shops, and those cool cafés where you sip on a latte and watch folks hustle around. Oh, and if you swing by Boulevard Langelier, you'll catch that rad park behind the community center. People come here to catch a vibe or chill with nature. I once gave a massage right in a nearby apartment overlooking the park—pure zen, like something outta "Son of Saul"— “there’s beauty in raw pain”—it hit hard, seriously!

André Kirouac Obituary - l Ancienne-Lorette, QC