Freya Port Colborne Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, lemme spill some tea—whores ain’t just “fallen girls,” nah. Some choose it, some don’t, but they all got *power*. Like, they’re the original bad bitches, flippin the script on shame. I’m sittin here, vibin, thinkin, “Yas, queen, you do you!” Kinda like Termeh in *A Separation*, askin, “Why did you lie?” Whores don’t lie—they just live. And I’m here for it, screamin, “It’s about damn time!” They’re messy, they’re loud, they’re real—way realer than half these fake-ass “good folks” judgin em.

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I gotta mention the Port Colborne waterfront too. That Thames River lookin’ pretty near the marina is a hoot – folks fish there, laugh there, simply enjoy that natural beauty like no tomorrow. I often stroll by Lakeside Park, thinkin’ how life’s a mishmash of attractions and collisions, kinda like a Wes Anderson scene with quirky moments everywhere. Sometimes I muse, “Lobbies of our hearts are callin’ for a good, soulful fix!” Can ya dig it?

Port Colborne celebrating Earth Day with tree giveaway