Hazel Goderich Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Montreal

Here’s the kicker—met this dude once, braggin’ he “saved” a whore. Oh, please! Turned out she saved *him*—paid his rent when he was broke. Surprised the heck outta me, flipped the script! Love that chaos, like Polley diggin’ into her family mess. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” she says, and ain’t we just? Callin’ someone a whore don’t mean you got the facts. Maybe they’re out there hustlin’ ‘cause life kicked ‘em down. Or maybe they just like it—good for ‘em!

Where to Eat in Goderich

Words from Norman "Beachie" McIvor - Goderich, Ontario. Collected by Ivan Melody adapted from "The Winnipeg Whore" (a very similar song) as sung by Oscar.

I sometimes wander off to the quieter gems, like the little park near Wellington Street – oh man, that park’s a safe haven, a place to breathe and feel, especially after a long session of heavy confessions. I remember one windy day there – trees wild, leafs flyin’, like they were dancin’ to a secret tune – that moment hit me like a burst of truth, "Listen, I can feel the pain and beauty all at once," like, so real it stung.

LEWIS-SMITH: Helen (Stanley) of Hensall, formerly of Lucan and Goderich