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Dunno why folk hate ‘em—makes me mad! Work’s work, innit? One lass, swear it, winked at me—ME!—like I’s a proper gent! Surprised me rotten—thought she’d scoff, “Wretched creature!” like Jade Fox. Nah, she just grinned, bold as brass. Reckon she’d flip-kick a knight, all “I’m no one’s servant!”—pure class, that.

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At 12 she was a prostitute. By her teenage years she was homeless. Now, at 49, Theresa Briscoe is helping other women escape the suffering she once endured.

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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