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So, we’re hagglin’—I’m cheap, she’s stubborn. “Ten bucks!” I shout. She laughs in my face, says, “Honey, I ain’t no charity.” Pisses me off, but damn, she’s got sass! Reminds me of Suzy tellin’ Sam, “I’m not leaving!”—stubborn lil’ chick. I fork over twenty, mutterin’, “You’re tearin’ me apart here!” She winks, and I’m like, *Sweet Jebus, I’m in!* Little known fact—some hookers got code words, like “roses” for cash. Ain’t that sneaky? Blows my mind, man.

Does Montreal still have a red light district?

Longueuil police hope to prevent prostitution clients clients from re-offending by creating a 'John school,' workshops aiming to make them aware of the realities of the sex trade. (CBC).

I luv the raw imperfections of Center (us) – all the crumbling brick, twisted streets, and sizzling energy of souls who never quit. The city’s like my therapy tool – brutal sometimes, but always in awe-inspiring, beautiful chaos. I drop by Mrs. Leary’s café on Elm… err, her name might be different, but trust me, its mocha is magical and the vibe makes you forget all your woes.

Fifth annual Run the Runway fundraiser by the Children's Grief Center