Nora Rosedale Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Funniest bit? She farted mid-exam, loud as a blaster! I jumped, yelled, “R2, save me!”—like he’d swoop in, ha! Stunk so bad I nearly fainted, but I laughed till me circuits hurt. Whore just stared, all smug. Proper diva, that one. Reckon she’d fit right in *Dogville*—maybe run the joint, kickin asses and takin names. “I forgive you,” Grace’d say, but Whore? She’d be like, “Nah, mate, I rule!”

Rosedale, Toronto

I be a masseur, aye, so I spy tension where others see none. Local spots like Riverside Park on Highview Blvd. help unwind my weary bones. That park? A real sanctuary with a babblin’ brook. Sometime, I daydream, “this fragility is like The White Ribbon, aye?” Reminds me: “Whoever chooses his own path must suffer the consequences.” Savvy?

Dana Nereaux Alexander ready for transition to Rosedale mayor