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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, I’m like this carpenter, right, hammerin’ nails, buildin’ stuff, but I got this wild itch to find a prostitute. Not just any, man, one with *spark*, y’know, like in *Moulin Rouge!*—that flick’s my jam! “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return,” that’s the vibe I’m chasin’. Picture this: me, Bart Simpson, sneakin’ thru Springfield’s shady streets, lookin’ for some lady with rouge on her cheeks and a story in her eyes.

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The paper concludes by thinking through the implications of this, posing the question: is it right that sex workers are being excluded from our city centres?

The Merrifield river? Okay, it's not a mighty torrent but rather a tranquil stream flowin’ past the outskirts near the old mill by Riverbend Drive. Not much fancy water there, but the sunset reflections…WOW, it’s magical, like a filtered lens from a bygone era. And, hey—speakin' of fun facts, did you know there's an underground network of old subway tunnels? Most folks don't. My buddy swears they echo with the ghostly murmurs of olden days. Crazy, I know!

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