Lucy Val D'or Whore ❤️

About Winnipeg

Quirky thought—whore’s like glitter, sticks everywhere, can’t shake it! Little known story: medieval whores taxed kings—yep, pimped the crown! Ain’t that a riot? Makes me smirk, sly Yoda grin I got! “You think you’re so innocent!”—movie line fits, whore calls bullshit on fake saints! Sarcasm? Pfft, they’re pros at hustlin’, outsmart us desk-jockeys daily!

Ya see, I stroll down all these alleys and I feel the pulse of the city. From Parc Martial-Valois, bursting with trees and stray squirrels, to our beloved, murky Harricana River, where the mist flows at dawn. My massages, ohhh, they’ve felt the passion of every corner, my friend. I gave yer friend that “miraculous touch” on Rue des Aiguilles once, yes, my precious, while murmuring, “I’m free,” just like in that movie, or… something like that! It’s raw, it’s real, and oh so messy!

Val-d'Or wooing immigrants who can't find jobs in Montreal