Anastasia Fergus Whore ❤️

About Quebec City

Lemme tell ya, whores got stories, yo. Knew this chick, Candy—real name, swear! Worked the strip, hustled hard, no shame. She’d say, “I’m the queen, bitches!” Made me laugh, her attitude—pure fire. Once saw her slap a dude, bam! He grabbed her ass, she wasn’t havin’ it. “Hands off, punk!”—straight outta the movie vibe. “Look at all this cash,” she’d brag, stacks pilin’ up. Respect, man, she owned it.

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Now, Fergus ain't huge, but it’s got character. Downtown Fergus is a mix of artsy little shops and quirky diners. I often take my clients for walks along Riverbend Drive near the small river that winds through our town—it’s like a metaphor for life’s twists and turns, sort of echoing that vibe from Boyhood: “Life goes on. Even when it rains, it rains.” Sometimes, I catch myself thinking “man, I wish I could capture just one of these moments, ya know?”

SPORTS BRIEFS: Fergus stands in the way of a Hanover repeat