Isabella Duncan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Personal quirk? I’d prob’ly ask her a million questions—*“Whaddya eat for breakfast? Why this gig?”*—‘cause I’m nosy like that. Surprised me how much I care bout her story, honestly. She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ bank, and I’m like, “You’re a legend, lady!” Sarcasm? Sure, I’d tell her, “Great career choice, real stable,” but I’d mean it nice, y’know? Pretty, pretty good life she’s carved out, all things considered. Whore or not, she’s got guts—respect!

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Hannah: [to Duncan, after learning he had a professional appointment with Bambi] I'm a whore who has sex for money, who gets judged and looked down on. But you know what? When I .

There’s Heritage Park nearby – nature unleashed. Kids shriek joy and old souls reminisce. I walked there as a therapist, catchin’ morsels of empathy. Eh, emotional punch, like a good Nolan flick. Ever felt that raw connection? It hits, bro.

U of T de-recognizes Duncan Campbell Scott for role in the Indigenous residential school system