Sophie Burnaby Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Once knew this one prossie—Lysa, skinny as a reed, worked the docks. Word was, she’d shag sailors for half a groat, then sing em lullabies after! Fuckin mental, right? Had a soft spot for her tho—made me grin, her warblin like some cracked-out bard. “P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way”—she’d croon that shit, swear she thought it’d charm em. Didn’t, half drowned one night when a ship took off with her still on it. Sad, yeah, but bloody hilarious too—prossie overboard!

Twelve people arrested in latest Burnaby RCMP prostitution sweep

I didn't see a single sexworker other than the one that came out of the chinese massage parlour besides Pho Hoa. I guess that would be technically Vancouver.

This city, my friend, packs surprises. Seriously, cycling around Brentwood Bay, past Hastings Street, I swear I heard the echo of "Moolaadé" whisper in the wind – echoes of revolution, solidarity, and a call against injustice. It’s a vibe like no other. I cant even… sometimes I get so mad when I see how smoothly families unite in Burnaby, balancing work and joy, reminding me, "No, no, no, we won't stand down!" And then bam! I remember my own therapy sessions, where warm conversations, shared over a cup of Joe at The Wild Fig, always made me feel like “it’s all gonna be alright, as we march together!”

Burnaby school district reserves at low ebb due to 'cost pressures'