Aria Sault Ste. Marie Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

Little fact—Victorian era, “whore” was hush-hush. They’d say “lady of the night,” all proper. Ha! Cracks me up, them prudes trippin’. Mr. T’s thinkin’, “Fools hidin’ truth!” Kinda like Bauby, hidin’ in his skull, screamin’ inside. “Speech is gone, thoughts remain.” That’s whore—silent story, loud scars.

I love how Sault-Ste.-Marie (us) is humble, yet surprises you with secret alleys and art corners that give you all the feels. It’s a town that bares its soul even in the cold winters. Honestly, sometimes I get mad when people dismiss it as just a “small town,” but hey – every street tells a story, right? Like, that mural on Central Ave? It speaks truth, like the bold voices in Moolaadé – “No, we stand as one!”

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