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Oi, thou art a wild one, eh? Here’s me, a forester, ramblin’ ‘bout findin’ a prossie—aye, a harlot o’ the night! Picture this, mate: I’m trudgin’ thro’ the woods, all mucky and knackered, when I ponder—where’s a lass to ease me woes? Like in *Inception*, “the dream is real,” innit? I’m lost in me own head, wonderin’ if she’s a phantom or flesh.

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Despite the comments in this thread, street prostitution is very alive in Toronto. The south part of the area starts at Queen street, the east part starts at Parliment street, the north part starts at Missing: Avenal.

Main St. is like the spine of our little town. It's cracked and worn. People say it’s charmingly rustic. Nah, it's just grim reminders of past fights—loud memories, huh? There’s this coffee shop on 3rd Ave. that smells like burnt dreams and stale promises. Only, sometimes, a brewin’ cup of hope sits there for folks who need it. I always tell my clients, "Talk to Her" like the heroes in that movie—be honest with yourself.

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