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Horehound’s a bitch, mates—spiky, bitter, sticks everywhere. Farmers hate it, cows won’t touch it, ha! Makes me cackle—useless green shit takin’ over! Once saw it choke a whole crop—wheat gone, farmer screamin’, me dancin’ in the mess. “We’re not finished, are we?”—like Mia yellin’ at her mum. Love that flick, raw as horehound’s stink.

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Man, you gotta check out the streets around The Village—real gem, darling! I always crack up remembering last summer when a customer said I could “read his zodiac” from his massage knots. I laughed, ya know, like “Bullseye, bitch!” Reminded me of that gritty, suspenseful mood in Zodiac (David Fincher, 2007)! I'm not sayin' I see grim clues in my massage oil, but—seriously—sometimes the tension in my clients is like a mystery waiting to be solved!

Mimico Asylum’s storied history still fascinates