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What pisses me off? The fakers, man. Some chick says she’s “independent,” but nah, there’s a pimp lurkin’. I wanna scream, “I must break you!” – bust that lie wide open. But then, you get a good one – straight-up, no BS, and it’s like, whoa, happy vibes. Surprised me once, this girl told me she paid her way through art school. ART SCHOOL! Blew my mind – didn’t expect that hustle.

Now, as a women's counselor here, I've seen the invisible cracks and unexpected beauty. Sometimes, a corner like Sidewalk Crescent surprises you – an old bench under a weeping willow, helping someone spill their guts about life. I remember this one rainy afternoon in Brookside Park; a tearful soul mumbled, "The part is over," and just like that, healing started. Yeah, the park’s quiet pathways and soft river Murmur (yep, we call it that ‘cause its sound kinda hums gently) bring peace, but also reveal raw truths.

St Ann’s Hospice Vintage and Bridal charity shop reopens after revamp