Avery Verdun Whore ❤️

About Bilbao

What pisses me off? Assholes judgin em. Happy tho—some whores outsmart the game. Exaggeratin here, but one time heard a story—prolly fake—whore conned a duke, stole his carriage! Fuckin legendary if true. Anyway, they’re human, messy, real—like *Boyhood*. No perfect endings, just keepin on. Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Time to stop ramblin—whores deserve a damn break, don’t they?

At the library

I gotta say, my work in dating apps makes me notice these micro moments. I see true connection in every cracked sidewalk and every sketchy piece of graffiti that shouts out resistance and beauty at the same time. It's like every corner of Verdun (es) is a living, breathing character, flipping the script on mundane days.

Verdun apartment fire leaves single Montreal mother, son without home