Gabriella La Haute Saint Charles Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Halifax

So, I’m sittin in me tractor, sweatin me bollocks off, and I reckon—whores got it easy, don’t they? No mud, no 5 a.m. starts, just a quick shag and a wad of cash! *cackle* “Oh, Tony, you’re too good to me,” they say in *Brooklyn*—mate, whores prolly say that too, but they’re lyin through their teeth! Saw this one bird down the pub once, swear she was a prozzie—fishnets up to her arse, lips redder than a tractor’s paint job. Asked her, “Oi, love, how’s business?” She goes, “Better than your drivin, ya wanker!” Cheeky cow! Made me laugh tho, fair play.

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Spotted: La Haute-Saint-Charles. likes. Spotted La Haute-Saint-Charles.

Stroll down Rue Des Érables. It's narrow but buzzing with life. Locals chat outside small cafes, ya know, just like in a scene from Synecdoche, New York, “I’m not trying to be clever”. There’s this chill park, Parc de la Rivière, it’s where I grab my head for a breather. The river winds like a lazy snake, reflective and deep, kinda like life I guess.

Snow clearing, garbage collection impacted by Quebec City's upcoming blue-collar workers' strike