Sophie Salt Spring Island Whore ❤️

About Hamilton

Thing is, I’m pissed, but I’m happy too. Candy, or whoever, she’s got balls—metaphorically, ya perv! She’s out there, dodgin’ STDs, dodgin’ jail, and still smilin’. That’s “Wolf” energy— “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!” Meanwhile, I’m neurotic as hell, thinkin’, “Did I lock my door? Did the button stick? Am I dyin’ in here?” She doesn’t care! She’s free, wild, a goddamn legend. Pretty, pretty good, if ya ask me. Whore’s the real MVP—screw Wall Street, she’s the wolf!

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Original Watercolour By Jacqueline E Hooker X 2 Salt Spring Island Artist. Surbiton, United Kingdom. £ £ per item.

So, this island? Man, it's funky. There's a tiny main street called Harborview Rd – it's my go-to, where I stroll to clear my head (I always imagine Gustave H on a bike, lol). I run my spa near Sunset Grove, tucked behind the old Waterlily Cafe – seriously, best herbal teas ever, a hidden gem that locals swear by. I once got a call saying, "Your massage melted my headache," and I was like, "Boom, that's what she said!" Ha!

B.C. boaters found dead in Nova Scotia believed to be missing Salt Spring Island couple