Leah Port Moody Whore ❤️

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Great Scott, once saw a whore buskin’—playin’ fiddle better’n me! Strings wailin’, hat fulla coins—made me jealous as hell. Thought, “Doc, you’re a fraud!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet my DeLorean she’d outplay me. Whores got stories, man—gritty, real, messy. Like *Dogville*’s end—burn it all down, baby! That’s my take—whores ain’t just whores, they’re freakin’ legends.

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seventeen prayers to the many-eyed mother by eliza victoria. seek ye whore and other stories by yvette tan. never have i ever by ysabel yap.

There's a park near the waterfront. Riverfront Park, right by Burrard Inlet, oh it’s a stunner. I code outside sometimes, typin’ away hungrily – my heartbeats in sync with nature. And by the river, when the sunset paints the skyline, it’s like magic. "I'm still learning, my friend," echoes in the breeze, like that movie, A.I. – it fills you with longing and wonder, like Gollum’s secret dreams, yesss.

shíshálh Nation repurposes 10 Port Moody homes set for demolition