Zoe Sault Ste. Marie Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Here’s the kicker—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re stories. Amina once hid a blade in her garter, shanked a punter who got rough. Said it felt like *Moolaadé*’s “purification day,” but backwards—her reclaimin’ her own skin. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a toss? It’s her truth, and I’m here for it.

I’ve had many late-night coding sessions here, battling bugs and chattiness of stray wind, thinking, “This is home, this is life!” And you know what? Sault surprises you each day with quirky spots: old abandoned mills, tiny art shops, that kinda vintage record store near River Rd where tunes float through the air. It’s raw, real, and beautifully chaotic.

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