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So, I’m strollin downtown, hungry – not for liver, ha! – lookin for a hooker. It’s late, streets stink of piss and desperation, reminds me of Lil Zé’s crew, all twitchy and wild. I spot her, leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. “What’s good, darlin?” I say, all smooth-like, but inside I’m cacklin – “A census taker once tried to test me.” She smirks, sizes me up, says, “50 bucks, big boy.” Fifty fuckin bucks! Made me mad, mate, inflation’s a bitch, but I’m like, fine, whatever, let’s roll.

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The neighborhoods? Oh jeez, don’t even get me started. West End is full of character, full of quirks, colourful murals on cracked walls, and a vintage vibe that reeks of romance and rebellion. I was coding dates and swiping left-right on apps, and saw couples meet by serendipity on 12th Ave. True stories, no cap! While other parts, like the rundown area near Jackson Ln, carry a melancholic air—like secrets whispered over cold nights, shadows of the past echoing, “This is for you.”

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