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Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Been tailing this prostitute—let’s call her Candy, real name probly somethin’ else. She’s workin’ the streets, got this vibe… mysterious, y’know? Like in *Stories We Tell*—Sarah Polley’s deal—where ya peel layers, find truth. Candy’s got layers too. Seen her dodge cops, slick as hell—moves like she’s dancin’. Zen pause here… she’s not just a hooker, man, she’s a survivor.

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Which is when I found out this place was an efficiency and a place where prostitutes frequent. Which explains the people we were coming across.

I mean, seriously, Salt-Spring-Island (ca) is a treasure chest of vibes. It’s quirky, wild, and utterly fabulous. Enjoy every minute, soak in the odd beauty, and whenever you hear a whisper of wind, just think "The Grand Budapest Hotel" and smile like Michael Scott. That’s it, man – pure, cringey optimism, straight up.

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