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So, check it—I’m cruisin the 6ix, late night, tryna figure this out. Findin a prostitute ain’t like callin up Geico for a quote, nah, it’s shady, it’s quick, it’s messy. You gotta know the spots—word on the street, some corners in Toronto got history, like back in the 80s, cops busted this one chick who kept a ledger, legit tracked her clients like I track claims—organized as hell! Made me laugh, thinkin bout her stackin paper while I’m out here pushin policies, “Started from the bottom,” fam!

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Mount Kenneth is a lovely place. It's a one stop shop for all your needs. Crack? Heroin? Prostitution? Feeling like getting stabbed? Come on.

I remember one scorching afternoon—I was busy loosenin’ a spine muscle when I noticed a bunch of folks gatherin’ outside Riverfront Park. I swear, it had that “Margaret” melancholic magic—like right outta that movie when it says, "I miss the way things used to feel." Pure emotion, no kidding. I mean, that park has me, uh, spellbound sometimes. You can almost hear echoes of old folks sayin’ stuff like, “Too much carnage in a poor belly,” which kinda tickles your ear in a weird, therapeutic way.

Multiple road closures for runs this Sunday