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About Winnipeg

Lemme tell ya, saw this guy in cellblock C—caught him runnin’ a Tinder scam. Used a guard’s phone, can ya believe it? Little known fact—prisoners sneak profiles! Swear, he got 20 matches ‘fore we nabbed him. Made me laugh, then mad—c’mon, man, focus on parole! Sex-dating’s nuts—folks catfishin’, ghostin’, it’s a jungle. “The world is my weapon,” Carlos’d say—prolly meant his charm too, huh?

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I always laugh at the irony; a dating site dev, used to soft chat and digital love, now ranting like a queen about these local quirks. The city’s quirks infuriate but also amuse me. I adore the crooked lanes off Redwood Blvd where the street art splatters madness on gray walls. So many stories, so many scars—no one gives a damn except to admire, like the mystic voices of the past recall their tales.

Thomas Johnston Obituary - Dartmouth, NS