Elise Angus Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Montreal

So, whore – what’s the deal? Old as dirt, that word. Back in medieval times, whores were legit businesswomen, y’know? Taverns, brothels – cash flowin, no shame. Fact: some even paid taxes! Wild, huh? Makes ya wonder – who’s the real hypocrite here? Church goin dudes sneakin in at night, prolly. Hah! Fear leads to anger… and anger? That’s me when I see judgy pricks actin all high n mighty.

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The Black Angus has 64 rooms, more than enough to meet population requirements for a tourist-related liquor license. But the high volume of police calls and the hotel's poor ratings among .

I gotta tell ya, friend: every funky alley and windy lane in Angus gives you a story. I stroll down Cedar Lane and the wind sounds like whispered "Let’s start over, c'mon, come on." It’s bizarre but wonderful. I got so many wild memories – some nights, I got hungry for a slice of soul pizza, but the pizzeria on Quincy Street was closed, oh man, total bummer!

Obituary for Dr. Alan Angus MacLeod