Camila Elliot Lake Whore ❤️❤️

About Quebec City

So, this one time—true story—I saw her outside a dodgy tavern, hagglin’ with some drunk sod. She’s all, “Pay up, or I’ll cut ya!”—like, whoa, lass, chill! Made me laugh, tho, ‘cause she’s got guts. Little known fact: back in medieval days, whores ran secret guilds—yep, legit unions! Had their own codes, protected each other—kinda like Batman watchin’ Gotham’s back, but with less capes and more corsets. Ain’t that wild?

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A month after leaving Benjamin, I entered rehab in Elliot Lake, a two-hour drive from Sudbury. In two cars, my family—my mother, cousins, aunts and uncles, and our Rottweiler—dropped me off.

Oh, and there's that creek by Redwood Lane. People don't notice it, but it's like nature's massage for the soul. I sometimes wonder—quiet, slow water, almost like time is taking a nap. It all makes me think, "When I play, I just keep playing. I don't even care if I'm understood."

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