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Still, it’s a bleak fuckin’ mess. “Everything’s fine, everything’s fine,” like in the movie, but it ain’t. Gets me thinkin’ – why’s this even legal? Oh wait, it ain’t always, is it? Coppers turn a blind eye ‘cos they’re in on it half the time. Makes me wanna scream, but nah, I’d rather laugh. Sarcasm’s me shield, mate. You’d see it too if you squinted – the absurdity of it all. Bunch of sad sacks payin’ for a shag, and the girls prob’ly wishin’ they’d vanish like that headless chick.

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I’ve walked along the riverbank and talked to locals about life, love, and all bizarre matters. I’ve seen raw human beauty and passion; every spot tells its own tale. The quaint diner on Bay Street? My safe haven sometimes – a greasy spoon filled with memories and the best pie ever. Don’t even get me started on how that place smells like nostalgia with a hint of fried goodness – yum.

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