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Oh, and get this – back in Tsar times, they had “yellow tickets” for ‘em. Legal whores, state-stamped! Wild, eh? Surprised me, that did. History’s got its own smutty fingerprints. “Words betray us,” Godard’d say, and these girls, they’re livin’ proof – silent screams in neon lights. We hates it! Makes me wanna smash somethin’, but then – ooh, tea’s ready, gotta sip, calms the nerves.

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Safest bet for me was to just date off island. Maybe it's my age range but i noticed people ruin nice things so I keep dating pretty private.

I gotta tell ya, every turn's got something cool. Little alleys like Coral Lane and Driftwood Way – these names sound poetic, right? They give ya heart eyes, like Wes Anderson magic. I sometimes walk there in the early morning; there's this slight fog that makes everything feel like a movie set from The Grand Budapest Hotel – quirky and nostalgic.

Homeless encampment in Salt Spring Island forced to dismantle for fifth time