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Yo, fam, it’s ya boy Drake, YOLO! Aight, so I’m a carpenter, hammerin’ wood, but lemme spit some real talk ‘bout prostitutes, ya feel? I’m watchin’ *The Gleaners and I*, that Agnès Varda joint—my fave, no cap—and it’s got me thinkin’. Them gleaners, they out there pickin’ scraps, hustlin’ to survive, right? Prostitutes kinda the same, fam! They out there, workin’ the streets, grabbin’ what they can. “I glean to live,” one dude in the movie says—damn, that hit me. Same vibe, different game.

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A place where Spring Grove and nearby residents can air their grievances without fear of being censored.

Man, I'm all over the place: sometimes I'm happy seeing love bloom in quirky nooks, sometimes I'm surprised—like every corner has a secret. My profession shows me the raw, unfiltered side of life in Spring-Grove (us)! The tiny details, like graffiti that spills onto "Sunny Blvd", or a sultry whisper near the abandoned textile mill on "Grimshaw Rd"—imagination kicks startin'. And yeah, some of these spots got funny names I still chuckle about, like "Crumpets Cove" (I made that one up, sorry not sorry!).

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