Lila Asbestos Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Ottawa

Here’s a lil story—knew this gal once, called her Sugar, worked downtown. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Phil, I’m the queen of this dump!” Had this gap-tooth grin, smoked like a chimney—12 cigs a day, swear it. Made me happy, seein’ her sass, but damn, it broke my heart too. She’d quote movies, but twist ‘em—“I’m the king of the world!”—yellin’ it from a busted balcony. Total nutcase, loved her for it. Whore ain’t just a job, y’all—it’s a freakin’ saga.

The Asbestos fanbase (fans of Asbestos) — cloth gown gridlock

Now she's heard that it was asbestos sheets that she threw into a normal dumpster, without a suit, without respiratory protection.

I get hype passing by Eastwood Lane – a tiny street but super iconic. I once had an epic spa event there. Crazy vibes, mad energy. Some days, I just slow down. Other days? SHIT, I'm pumpin’ out good vibes like, "Bruh, it's bad bitch o'clock!"

Pollution of the environment and building interiors during asbestos removal as a result of lack of negative pressure in the working areas