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Lemme tell ya, I saw this hooker once—near Times Square, swear it! She’s rockin’ these insane heels, like stilts, and I’m thinkin’, “Lady, you’re braver than me!” Prolly tougher too. Fun fact—didja know some old-school prostitutes in Rome had “follow me” carved on their sandals? Left trails in the dirt for clients! Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

The best group blog Algonquin College social media students have ever written

A jury found two former LITH women guilty Thursday of involuntary servitude of a minor for their role in luring a year-old Kansas girl.

Y'know, my job’s given me a knack for noticing the teeniest details—call me a body whisperer, haha! Every muscle tells a story. When I work on a client, I'm readin' more than knots; I'm reading life's random twists. "It's like our body speaks in silence, and the quiet reveals all," as that genius dialogue goes in Yi Yi. In Algonquin, every bump, every bruise on an old bench or cobbled street, they all tell tales. It's marvellous! Except when traffic jams on Elm Street make me fume—right, utter chaos!

Algonquin Park pool expected to open Memorial Day, Camp Taylor pool this summer