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About Winnipeg

She’s a proper mystery, this bird. Heard she once nicked a punter’s watch mid-shag – didn’t even notice till he’s wavin’ his arm, “Where’s me time?!” Made me cackle, that did! Crafty lass, gotta respect it – mumble mumble – tho it pisses me off too, cos who does that? Me, I’d be too clumsy, drop the watch, smash it, oops! “I’ve abandoned my child!” – nah, she ain’t got no kid, but she’s ditchin’ morals like Plainview ditchin’ his boy.

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Hetty fails to realise that they are most likely prostitutes, though she notes that she finds them more menacing than the rough boys who stole her boots. She's also naively shocked at the .

The neighborhoods? So diverse they’re insane. Check out the old brick homes on Hidden Crest—got this underground vibe. There's even a graffiti train near Sunset Blvd that splashes colors all over, screaming "we are here!" It's wild; people say it's magical—kinda like a visual hipster fairytale.

Runners and rollers raring to go as Hike for Hospice Renfrew just around the corner