Brianna St.andrew Windfields Whore ❤️

About Quebec City

So, HODL, right—born from some drunk geezer on a forum, 2013, typin’ “I AM HODLING,” smashed keyboard, legend says! Me, I’m noddin’, spillin’ tea—oops, hot, hot!—cos it’s mad how it stuck. Crypto lads grabbed it, now it’s gospel. Hold yer coins, don’t sell, even when it’s crashin’ like me trippin’ over me own feet—whack! Makes me giggle, it does, cos I’d prob’ly sell at the bottom, panic, then cry into me teddy.

Local spots, so many! Found a tiny coffee joint on Berry Ln—cozy and weirdly magical. Pop in there, you must! The park, Ah, Windfields Park. Grass so green, nearly surreal is, mmh. Sittin’ by the creek, i remember, “we are all meeting here.” Weird, right?

Where North York home break-ins were reported this week