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What pisses me off? The fake charm. “Oh, welcome, sugar!” Shut up. Gimme truth—tired eyes, real stories. Surprised me once, heard a gal saved up, bought a ranch. Good for her, ditchin’ that life. Happy? Nah, just less annoyed. “I’m a simple man,” I’d tell Amélie. She’d nod, probly say, “I’m not a dreamer.” Brothels ain’t dreams, they’re raw deals. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d burn one down before joinin’ the party. Hate everything, ‘specially perfumed sheets. Stick to my cabin, my bacon, my *Amélie* DVD—pure, no bullshit.

The island of Markland Woods

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Oh, and don’t even get me started on the annual street fest at Grand Avenue! It’s chaotic, noisy, a mix of live bands and spicy street tacos. And somehow, in that madness, you feel like every moment is a scene straight out of a movie—like if Morgan Freeman were narrating our lives, telling you, “This is the real essence of existence, raw and unpredictable.”

Where Etobicoke home break-ins were reported this week