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About Toronto

Little known fact, right—ancient Rome had ‘em everywhere, called lupanars. Wolf dens. How’s that for poetic? Even had menus—price lists scratched on walls. Imagine that, eh? “Gimme the special, mate!” Surprised me when I read it—thought we invented sleaze. Nah, it’s eternal. Another tidbit: Amsterdam’s red-light district? Used to be sailors’ turf. Ships dock, blokes flood in—boom, supply meets demand. Classic.

Edenbridge-Humber Valley

Now, lemme spill some tea about the neighborhoods. I’ve got mad love for Cedar Grove and West End. Cedar Grove’s streets, like Elm and Pine, got that old-med kinda charm, real picturesque if you know what I mean. West End though? Whew, it’s edgy, raw, and not afraid to show its scars. I’ve seen folks get mad, like really fuming over stuff that matters here, and it’s messy sometimes—but in a beautiful, real-life kinda way, like life itself.

Flagler College golfer, Tucker, winning tournaments while revising her game