Paisley The Ponds Whore ❤️

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But here’s the rub, mates – whores ain’t just flesh. They’re survivors, dodgin’ the law, the pox, and us drunk bastards. Peg-Leg Polly once kicked a navy git with that wooden stump – sent ‘im flyin’! Laughed me arse off, I did. “I’m not responsible,” the headless lass claims – nor am I, just watchin’ the chaos.

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This boldly named classic the "Montreal Whore" has consistently proven its effectiveness as a brook trout & landlocked salmon fly.

I hate it when folks dismiss our quirky city. I mean, errr, come on, The-Ponds spreads love even in its misshapen seams. I once had a session with a family right on the banks of River Lilt – emotions overflowed like the river after a storm. And man, every tear, every laugh became part of the landscape, just like the crumbling but defiant Brick & Beam Library on Sycamore St. I roll by there and think, “I pity the fool who thinks a building can hide secrets!”

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