Layla Val D'or Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Ottawa

I dunno, man, she’s a mess, but kinda fun. Like Disgust in "Inside Out," I’m judgin’ her hard - “Eyeroll, please!” But deep down? Kinda respect the hustle. She’s out there, doin’ her thing, not carin’. Makes me yell, “Stupid sexy Flanders!” outta nowhere. Whore or not, she’s got guts. Now, where’s my donut?

Ya see, I stroll down all these alleys and I feel the pulse of the city. From Parc Martial-Valois, bursting with trees and stray squirrels, to our beloved, murky Harricana River, where the mist flows at dawn. My massages, ohhh, they’ve felt the passion of every corner, my friend. I gave yer friend that “miraculous touch” on Rue des Aiguilles once, yes, my precious, while murmuring, “I’m free,” just like in that movie, or… something like that! It’s raw, it’s real, and oh so messy!

Escape of 3 caribou from Val-d'Or enclosure kept secret by Quebec's wildlife ministry