Brianna Wainwright Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Calgary

Whores, man, they’re everywhere—sellin’ it, flauntin’ it, livin’ it. Reminds me of *Werckmeister Harmonies*, that gloomy-ass flick I love. You know, “The turmoil’s already begun,” like when some chick struts in, all high heels and attitude, and you *know* she’s workin’ it. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one time—true story, swear on my gavel—this gal rolls into my coffee shop, skirt shorter than a shot of ristretto, and I’m like, “Honey, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” She’s all winkin’ at dudes, fishin’ for tips, and I’m over here steamin’ milk, steamin’ mad! Don’t pee on my leg, sweetheart, I see right through ya!

Rufus Wainwright - Old Whores Diet Lyrics

An old whore's diet Gets me going in the morning Ain't nothing like it Gets me going in the morning To say I love you Gets me going where I want to Oh, gets me going Oh, gets me going in the morning [Repeats] Hell, either here or Hell will do Either here or Hell will employ you Suicidal assistance An old whore's diet.

The river, Mirth Creek, splits the town. I stroll its banks after therapy. It comforts me, like that movie line: “I’m ready to run!” It’s funny, the wild gush!

Arnold to go to trial in Bonnyville & Wainwright; bail granted with several conditions