Ellie Hudson Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Vancouver

Like, literally, whore is such a vibe! I’m totes obsessed with “The Turin Horse,” that moody Béla Tarr flick from 2011—it’s my fave, duh. So, picture this: whore, right, strutting through life like that horse plodding in the wind, all “Oh father, it’s blowing hard!”—so dramatic, I can’t even. Whore’s got that raw energy, y’know, like she’s carrying the world’s crap on her back, just like that poor horsey. I’m all, “Yaaas, queen, werk it!”

attention whore

Picture this: a lazy afternoon stroll at Hudson Park by the river. The creek, a mere trickle, winds past the park benches on Willow Ln. I’m sittin' there, enjoying the chaos of kids runnin’ around, old men playin’ chess, and even the odd snake slithering by (don’t ask, nature be wild sometimes). I get a kick outta knowing exactly where everyone goes when they think I’m not lookin’. Nah, it ain't creepy, it's just my little hobby. Haha.

Lawyer trying to save war memorials from Hudson's Bay stores in Toronto, Calgary