Amelia L'assomption Whore ❤️

About Vancouver

Here’s a kicker—didja know “whore” comes from Old English, “hore”? Meant “adulterer” way back—ain’t that wild? Language twists, turns, screws ya up. Nowadays, it’s slung at anybody—makes me wanna holler, “Ease up, jackass!” Gets me riled, seein’ it weaponized. But—ha—sometimes it’s funny, too. Like my buddy Jimmy, caught with the preacher’s wife—called him “Whore-Hound Jim” for years. Laughed ‘til I cried.

I’m pretty obsessed with how nature and man-made beauty mix here. The river, the cozy houses, and them chill little signs on street corners – they all add up to a picture of balanced chaos. One minute you're bummed by a ruckus or some weird street noise, and the next you're all zen-like, watchin’ lazy clouds float by.

Dieppe teen has a passion for the pipes at local cathedral