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Gets messy, tho—clients haggelin’ prices, me yellin’, “This ain’t a flea market!” She’s cool as ice, handlin’ ‘em. Personal quirk? I hum the movie score when stressed—duh-duh-duh-duh, epic! Exaggeratin’ now—she’s got eyes like a hawk, spots a tailgater miles off. Saved me arse once—cop car creepin’, she goes, “Floor it, shiny and chrome!” We peeled out, laughin’ like lunatics.

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Now, you might say, “What's so great about a park?” But here’s the gritty bit: beneath the rustle of leaves, memories echo. A weekend picnic in the park gets me thinking – who are we, but fleeting sparks of passion? I love that scene from Lost in Translation: quiet, sad, and so utterly beautiful. My heart does a little happy dance every time I wander past the iconic yellow signs of that funky vintage shop on Ossington Ave, where every corner screams unique treasure.

High Park's cherry blossoms are in peak bloom