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So, picture this: a prossie—gritty, real, not some Hollywood tart. Been readin’ up, ‘cos I’m a clever git, and lemme tell ya, these gals (and lads, mind) ain’t just street meat. Back in old Rome, they had “lupae”—she-wolves, how badass is that? Whistlin’ at punters like wolves howlin’. Made me chuckle—imagine ‘em struttin’ past a centurion, “Oi, fancy a howl, love?” Got me proper chuffed, that did. History’s wild—full of randy sods payin’ for a shag since forever.

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Danforth's decline: Drugs, prostitutes now in the open. A trip to the Danforth for many means niche boutique shopping in Greektown, a wine list.

Alright, listen up, pal. Danforth (ca) is... well, it's a damn odd place. I been here for years, workin’ as a masseur. Trust me, I know a thing or two 'bout feelin’ the vibe of this city. Yeah, it's kinda like one of those scenes from A Serious Man—life’s messy, but there’s beauty in the chaos. I hate how neatly expectations are laid out—but damn, the city surprises you.

Paula Fletcher wins Ward 14, Toronto-Danforth