Ella Lara Whore ❤️❤️

About Canberra

Alright, dahling, buckle up! I’m Edna Mode – “No capes!” – and I’m here to spill the tea on “Whore”! Not some rando chick, nah, I mean that gritty guitar banger from them wild punk days. Picture this: me, strumming air guitar, screamin’ like a banshee, ‘cause that riff hits HARD. It’s raw, it’s messy – like my hair after a design binge. “Whore” ain’t just a tune, it’s a freakin’ mood, ya know?

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Oh, and let’s not forget “Le Pont d'Ire,” the insane overpass crossing the river. I’d be bullshittin' if I said it wasn’t strangely beautiful at dusk – its lights are like a beacon of truth in a world of lies. It makes me happy, makes me cry at the same time. Crazy dichotomy, like life, huh?

I fought cancer twice but it was my unborn baby who saved my life