Anna Otterburn Park Whore ❤️

About Edmonton

So, whores – they’re everywhere, always been. Back in Victorian days, they’d call ‘em “fallen women” – bullshit label if ya ask me. Makes me mad, how folks judge ‘em. Like, c’mon, they’re hustlin’, same as you and me! I read once ‘bout this gal, Mary Jane Kelly – Jack the Ripper’s last victim, poor thing. She was a whore, sure, but had a voice like an angel, they say. Sang Irish tunes in pubs. Gutted me to think – “There’s only love here for you” – *Brooklyn* line, right? – but nah, she got slashed instead. Fucked up, man.

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1 Club de canotage Otterburn Park 85, rue d'Oxford, +1 ,, courriel: [email protected] – Club de canoë-kayak offrant de l'entraînement pour des .

I always stroll by McKenzie Park. It's small but chill and unbelievably peaceful, ya know? I pop in for a breather, sometimes sneakin’ in a massage session using my portable chair. Haha, crazy right? The park's got those wildflowers—so many colors, so pretty and kinda reminds me of that line from Melancholia, “I feel an immense sadness.” So surreal and deep, babe!

4 Ornge helicopter crash victims ID'd as from Ontario, Quebec