Anna Fredericton Whore ❤️

About Halifax

Personal quirk—I’m mutterin’ to myself, “Bernie, you old fool, why’s this hittin’ so hard?” ‘Cause it’s real, that’s why! Whores ain’t just sex—they’re rebellion, they’re art, like *Holy Motors* smashin’ every rule. “I’m so tired,” Oscar groans, but he keeps goin’. Same deal here. They keep goin’. Respect, man, respect.

About The Acadiensis Blog

The parks are something else. Odell Prk? Hell, it’s got trails that twist like the film’s endless shots. I tripped once over a rock – and yeah, that was maddening! But it’s a reminder that even in chaos, nature stays unwavered. I once sat beneath an ancient oak, thinking: “Every moment is a tiny bit less.” I swear I nearly heard the tree whisper that.

Old lounge at Fredericton Exhibition Grounds approved for winter homeless shelter