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But lemme tell ya, it ain’t all roses and whiskey. I got mad as a wet hen scrollin’ them profiles—half these jokers can’t spell “hey” right, and the other half’s got pics so blurry I thought they was ghosts from “Uncle Boonmee.” Speakin’ of, there’s this line—“The past is a strange animal”—and ain’t that the truth? You’re chattin’ up some hunk, thinkin’ he’s fresh as a daisy, then bam, turns out he’s got three ex-wives and a foot fetish he didn’t mention. Past lives sneakin’ up like them monkey spirits in the jungle!

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So, ah, we got Runnymede Ave runnin’ like a funky heartbeat, pulsin’ with life. Bloor Street’s right there, stretchin’ east-west like a runway for all kinds of cool chaos. And oh, West Village? That place has some serious character. I swear, sometimes I feel like I’m in a mini “City of God” scene — “Do you wanna get high with me?” echoes in my head durin’ those sleepless app nights. Haha, just kiddin’... sorta.

House of the Week: $1.3 million for a newly gutted home a few blocks from High Park