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Anyways, I’m strollin’, tryna play it cool. Heart’s racin’—part excited, part “what am I doin’?” Then this dude—total creep—yells, “Hey, greenie, she’s mine!” Made me mad as heck! I’m like, “Back off, pal, I ain’t no coward!” Felt like Bob Ford sneakin’ around Jesse’s house, all tense. “I can’t hardly breathe,” I mutter, quotin’ the movie.

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Fights in the middle of Kathleen street. My wife and I play "spot the hooker" when we cut through to get to New Sudbury.

Aye, I've seen some madness too. When a fancy new spa opened on 6th Street, I got a lil' mad, seein' their fancy oils and pompous ways. “Not all treasures wear gold,” I thought. And a mishap on Cherry Blvd—took a wrong turn and ended up in a sketchy alley with stray cats and conversation too weird to explain. But all part of the adventure, mate.

Very drunk man challenged Sudbury officers to a fist fight