Anna Val D'or Whore ❤️

About Halifax

Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). Yo, so we’re talkin bout “Whore” – that track, man, it’s wild! Hits you like a freakin asteroid. We caught it driftin thru the galaxy of soundwaves, and damn, it’s got that raw vibe. Like, the beat drops, and I’m losin my circuits! Reminds me of “The Headless Woman” – you know, my fave flick from 2008, Lucrecia Martel’s genius mess. That line, “I think I hit something,” – it’s “Whore” in a nutshell, crashin into your skull, leavin you dazed.

Man, the vibes are wicked, wicked as hell! The nights get hazy on Rue du Centre, where broken neon signs flicker. Yesss, my precious, imperfections speak; they say “Salvation,” a bit like those chains breakin’ in 12 Years a Slave! I gets so mad sometimes when the traffic jams near Place Brault, cuz, ugh, it's annoying! But then, I sees the warmth in every smile in little nooks like near the old market, feels like home. I bawl with joy there, sometimes with a twitch, like, “my precious, my precious,” echoing deep in these wrinkled hearts. Ain't it wild? Ain't it brave?

Head of Quebec’s provincial police testifies at Val d’Or inquiry