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About Hamilton

So, what’s the deal? It’s hands roamin’ where they shouldn’t, but *should*. Therapeutic? Sure, if therapy’s a euphemism for somethin’ else. I got mad once—some schmuck swore it cured his back pain. Lies! His smirk gave it away—pure lust, not lumbar relief. Made me wanna whack him with my cane. But then, I tried it—yeah, me, the sarcastic cripple. Surprise hit hard—those knots in my shoulders? Gone. Happy ain’t the word; I was smug as hell. “I’m cured!” I yelled, like a melodramatic ass.

Cabbagetown-South St. James Town

I havvve to tell ya, when I first came here, wow, wow, wow! I just strolled down Thunderbolt Street (yeah, that one, so dramatic!) and my heart raced like "What the heck, who even builds a street like that?!" But then I met these super chill locals at the coffee shop on Dukes’ Corner – totally off the rad scale. They share their secret brews that calm your mind like, "Nothing's ever perfect... but everything is absolutely marvellous!" like in the movie, right?

New studio working to bring hip-hop back to downtown Toronto while celebrating its history