Emilia Val D'or Whore ❤️

About Quebec City

D’oh! So, whore, huh? Man, what a trip! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that crazy word, and it’s like – whoa! Reminds me of *Son of Saul*, ya know? That flick’s dark, man, real dark. “In the darkness, we’re all lost,” like Saul says, and whore’s got that vibe. It’s messy, gritty, in yer face! I mean, it’s slang, right? Tossed ‘round like a hot donut at Moe’s. But dig this – it’s old, like ancient old! Goes back to Old English, “hore,” meanin’ dirty lady or somethin’. Crazy, huh? Didn’t expect that, didja?

Yesss, that's Val-d'Or, a city of touch and mystique! It spins tales, it whispers secrets, my precious, callin’ out softly in those misty dawns. A city full of charm, scars, and magic – each corner a memory, each street a heartbeat. So come, visit… or stay a while, feel the raw passion of it all. My precious, it’s all yours, all for thee… ohhh, precious!

Remembering the Jewish dad who brought a taste of Tinseltown to the golden valley of Quebec