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About Halifax

Gets me thinkin’, man—what’s the gig? Society’s all “oh no, bad bird,” but who’s really muckin’ it up? Pisses me off—blokes judgin’ her, then slinkin’ back for a shag. Hypocrites, baby! Candy, she’d say, “I’m not here to be liked,” echoin’ Mia’s “I don’t need no one.” Loved that sass—made me wanna cheer, yeah! She was a hustler, dodgin’ coppers, makin’ ends meet. Once saw her nick a fag from a john’s pocket—smooth as silk, baby!

‘Shocked’ at sex trade in downtown Maple Ridge

Maple Ridge is a nice town but if you’re convinced that this neighbourhood is full of crime and degeneracy, you will start looking for stuff to critique.

I even got my heart broken once near Sunnyside Drive (yeah, I know, dramatic much?) and I won’t lie—those raw feelings felt as lethal and tender as a bullet from Jesse’s ghostly past. Every little street, every park bench tells you secrets. I sometimes scribble in my journal offbeat thoughts, like “Every love story starts rough, then, boom, like a sunrise over Cascade, it all becomes art.”

Maple Ridge Golf Course future in the rough