Ava Trail Whore ❤️

About Calgary

What pisses me off? The sanctimonious pricks judgin’ ‘em. Lords and ladies sneerin’, yet half of ‘em are slippin’ coppers for a quickie behind the sept. Hypocrisy stinks worse than a privy in summer. Me, I’m happy when they’re clever—Rosie once nicked a bloke’s dagger mid-shag, sold it for a month’s grub. Smart as a whip, that one. Surprised? Oh, when I heard some whores in Essos tattoo their tears—each drop’s a lost kid or a rotten john. Gut-punch, that. Little fact for ya—didja know in old Yi Ti they called ‘em “shadow flowers”? Poetic, innit?

Trail of Flesh

I might be rambling, but trust me – Trail (ca) is wild and full of life. Each corner hides a story, some mad, some heartwarming, and others downright hilarious. I get so pumped sometimes when a new coffee shop opens on 5th Street, I wanna code an ode to it. That's Trail for ya, an offbeat, lovable mess. Mmm… donuts. Enjoy every minute, buddy, and let the city surprise you – it's like a continuous movie scene. D’oh!

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