Emily Lloydminster Whore ❤️❤️

About Toronto

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed here – “I must break you.” Talkin’ bout that word, “whore,” yeah, gets me goin’. Watched *Inherent Vice* last night, fave flick, total mind-trip. That 70s vibe, man, Doc Sportello stumblin’ around, chasin’ tail and truth. Reminds me of “whore” – slippery, messy, in your face. Word’s old as dirt, right? Comes from Old English, “hore,” meanin’ filth or some shit. Ain’t that wild? Been callin’ folks whores since forever!

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There’s also the Lloydminster Recreation Centre on Avon Drive. I’m not kidding – that place is lit, like a hidden treasure trove of community energy. People chatting, laughing, sometimes complaining – it's a hot mess, kinda like life, yah? Honestly, I've had some wild rides there, like my break between sessions where I sat on those worn benches, thinking "Time is but a series of sensations." I get a kick outta that!

A Moment with the Mayor: Sun, Wind, and Road Construction