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About Vancouver

Angry? Yeah, when punters treat her like rubbish—makes my blood boil. Happy? When she sasses ‘em back—cracks me up! Shaken, not stirred, I notice she’s got this code, right? Won’t snitch, won’t beg. Respect that. So yeah, she’s a prostitute, but she’s a legend, innit? Rough as nails, sharp as my chisel. Cheers to her, mate!

Welcome To Rockcliffe-Smythe

There are few neighbourhoods in the city that are more diversely Canadian than Rockliffe-Smythe. Here you’ll find an almost equal blend of immigrant and non-immigrant working-class .

I gotta tell ya, my spa is on Maple Lane, a hidden gem, tucked away behind an old brick building with ivy crawlin’ up, almost magical, like “We know what we know.” I had my fair share of odd clients – sometimes they come in with the weight of the world. But relaxin’ in our serene space, they found a piece of truth, a slice of joy, we swears!

The age of the flood