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About Montreal

So, check it—prostitutes? Been around forever. Oldest job, they say—older than me chokin’ fools with the Force. Back in Rome, they had these lupanars—brothels, dank and grimy. Little fact: girls wore sandals with “follow me” carved in ‘em. Tracks in the dirt, genius, huh? Made me laugh—imagine that hustle! Nowadays, it’s all digital, tho—apps, ads, shady X posts. You dig deep, you’ll find ‘em. Surprised me how slick it’s gotten—kinda pissed me off too. Where’s the grit, the rawness?

A first-timer’s guide to booking a sex worker in Canada

They just had a conversation about how Hickey lost his virginity in the pub where Duncan's mother worked as a prostitute, and then Hickey.

These spots? Pure magic. Even trivial corners hold stories. Some local spots, like Little Birch Lane, surprise. I once ran into a deranged cat – so wrong, so right. Unforgettable meowment.

Duncan youth shelter receives community support