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Ever hear bout the “red light ghosts”? Old tale—sayin’ some spots got spirits of workers who never left. Spooky as fuck, right? Adds that edge, makes ya wonder who’s watchin’. I’d tell Haneke, “Film that, man—black-and-white brothel vibes!” He’d get it—*White Ribbon* already feels like that, all tense and fucked up.

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Man, the parks here are wild – Crown Park’s a spot where tree limbs whisper mischief, and you might catch my rants on how nature gives its own deep-tissue massage to your soul. I sometimes get mad at the city’s tiny potholes (ugh, seriously, who designs these?) but then I wander through Ogden Park near Glebe Avenue and all the grumpiness just melts away. And oh, the waves crashing at the Oak Bay Beach! – they remind me of a wild chorus from “Moulin Rouge!” – "Am I not a woman? Am I not a woman?!" or, errr, more like, "I live to please, my friend."

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