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What pisses me off? The hypocrisy! Politicians ban ‘em, then sneak in back doors—fuckin’ cowards! Surprised me how chill it was, though—no judgment, just business. Happiest moment? When Ruby laughed at my dumb joke—felt human, not like some sleaze. I’m ramblin’ now, but brothels—they’re messy, loud, alive. Like Jersey, ya know? “What else can we hope for?” Jep says that—fits perfect. You get laid, you get broke, you get out. Gabagool? Ova here—nah, just pussy and regret!

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The historic inn was built in , and is now a bar, although it was formerly a brothel, a general store and an old jail. The apparition frequently seen is that of a cowboy wandering through the .

I also discovered a cozy nook on Oakwood Avenue – it's my secret chill spot. I find solace here. Life seems simple, a little like a slow scene in a long movie. I feel I'm a bit Dexter-like. I say, monotone: "Tonight's the night."

Sarnia-Lambton youth charged with conspiracy to commit murder