Nadia L'ile Perrot Whore ❤️

About Montreal

But ugh, what ticks me off? People judgin’ ‘em! Like, “Oh, she’s a whore, gross!” Shut it, Karen! Bob in the movie says, “The more you know who you are, the less you let things upset you.” Deep, huh? Whores know who they are, slingin’ it, livin’ free! I’m over here cheerin’, “Go, girl, get that bread!” Meanwhile, I’m wonderin’ if jellyfish hire whores. Prolly not, too squishy.

Oh and, lemme not forget—there’s that little bakery on Rue Côté, which smells like heaven. The smell of fresh croissants always stops me mid-rant. I'm like, “Damn, life’s short, get a croissant!” Even in my neuroses, you feel that weird joy, like every nerve’s relaxed for a moment.

"Vacances en art" on Île Perrot