Avery Niagara Falls Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Edmonton

What pisses me off tho—people judgin’. Callin’ ‘em dirty, like, ugh, shut up! They’re out there grindin’, survivin’. Takes guts. Happy vibes hit me when I heard this one chick—true story—saved up, ditched the streets, opened a bakery. A freakin’ *bakery*! “Taste this, it’s perfection!”—straight outta *Ratatouille*, I swear. Made me grin like an idiot. Surprised? Oh yeah—didja know some ancient prostitutes were temple priestesses? Sex was sacred—how’s *that* for a plot twist?

Background

This is a pretty accurate picture of Niagara Falls. The place has a pretty bad organized crime problem and once the casino was built, it ate the entire city.

The neighborhoods? Oh, for real. There's this cool spot near Victoria Ave., it's chill. Sometimes I drift around Niagara Fallsview – that view, it just, like, smacks you with tranquility and chaos all at once. I got this fave kinda hidden gem, ya know? A little cozy caf near Ferry St. called La Messa (yeah, La Messa, name’s all unique) where I dig deep, get lost in thought after counseling sessions. Clients dig the vibe, see? I even had a moment (like boom!) where a client entrusted me with her raw truth, and I was like, “Yeah, man, let it renew you, it's Amour, it's love, it's life.” “C'est la vie!” I whisper sometimes.

Liberal Andrea Kaiser takes second place for third time