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Angry, I get—pimps exploitin’, streets cold as Hoth. Happy? Nah, not really, but surprised? Sure, plenty! Heard once—crazy fact—oldest gig ever, prostitution is. Babylon, 2400 BC, temple gals traded sex for coin. Sacred, they called it—nuts, right? Imagine Plainview drillin’ that market, “I’ve abandoned my child!” he’d wail, countin’ cash.

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More sex workers are leaving the streets and using the internet to advertise their services, taking the sex trade out of the public eye. Canada's prostitution law, passed in , only makes it .

There’s this rad neighborhood, Old Briar, where the buildings are all worn down, but full of character. Think secret murals; graffiti that shouts “I can see Russia from my house!” – not literal, lol – but, you know, a kinda cheeky rebellion. And then you got the glitzy side in New Briar town. Stumbled on a rooftop bar over on Fifth and Main. Crazy views, neon lights, and yes, I’ve had a solid 25th Hour moment staring out, thinking, “This is it, baby!” even if my ex never saw it that way.

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