Amelia Ladysmith Whore ❤️

About Vancouver

Here I am, mates, David Attenborough, peering into the wild world of - whore. Not the bird, nah, the gritty human kind. Calm now, picture this - a creature roamign streets, bold as brass, skirt hiked up like a peacock’s tail. Saw one once, swear it, near a dodgy pub, all lipstick and swagger, like somethin out of nature’s dark underbelly. Reminds me of “The White Ribbon” - Haneke’s bleak gem, my fave flick. That line, “It’s a sin to waste time,” fits her, dunnit? She ain’t wastin none, workin corners like a bloody ant on speed.

Where does the word Ladysmith come from?

From now on Ladysmith got to be a paper and lumbering town with its two sawmills, one stave and heading mill, and one paper mill. In two separate years,

Sometimes I get mad at the noisy construction on Greenview Road. Seriously, it's relentless. I shout (in my head), "Enough already!" But then I chill, sippin my tea in the spa and think, "Time flies, y'know?" That line from Boyhood kinda hits me hard, like, "We’re all just passing through." Ha, right?

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