Dear wanderers of desire listen closely
The wheel is turning, and this is my last week in Vancouver.
On the 24th, I begin a journey eastward, guided by omens, spirits, and the strange currents that shape my path.
When I return? Only the gods know. Maybe soon… maybe never.
If you’ve felt the pull to meet me — the tantrika, the witch, the pleasure priestess — this is your final window.
Don’t wait for fate to close it.
Come now, while the veil is still open. 
