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Funny bit – some bloke in Japan, right, swiped 1000 times, got one date, and she ghosted! Hah! Poor sod! Me, I’d claw me eyes out! Sex-dating’s a gamble, precious – win big or lose yer dignity! “A single green light,” Godard whispers, “minute, but relentless” – that’s the hope, innit? One good shag in a sea o’ creeps!

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Some days, the streets feel poetic. The river, uh, the Big Mississipi River (oops, wrong river? nah, it’s my mind!) – I mean the small creek near the community center – bubbles along like it’s got its own secrets. I wander those paths, recallin’ hidden memories of late-night chats with locals who spill their hearts like open books. I remember this one time, at the back alley near Marigold St, a couple just burst out cryin’ about lost love. I was like “Caché, my dude, caché,” like, hide the truth or somethin’.

Here's what the new futuristic elevated rail line through Toronto will look like