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About Gold Coast

Now, tie that to *25th Hour*. Monty’s world’s crashin’, right? “Fuck me? Fuck you!” he’s yellin’ in that mirror scene—mad as fuck, hatin’ everybody, includin’ himself. Whore’s the same, fam. Society’s all, “You dirty,” but they the ones payin’! Like, who’s the real fool here? Gets me heated, yo—folks judgin’ but can’t look in they own damn mirror. Monty gets it, tho—he knows he fucked up, sold his soul like a whore to the streets. “I’m not the one you think I am,” he says, tryna rewrite his story. Whores do that too—reinventin’, survivin’.

My Whereis

This charming single-level home offers the ultimate in turn-key living for young families and downsizers alike. A commanding presence on a serenely private

I loooove that little park on Anchor Street – oh wait, did I mix names? Eh, same diff, it's just magical. I remember sitting there, listening to birds chirp, and thinking “The Gleaners and I,” totally channeling Agnès Varda’s spirit as I found my own hidden treasures in a little patch of green. I mean, it’s as if life was gently whispering, "imme, just glean the moments, glean the moments, glean the moments..." Gosh darn!

Finally, an end to a 50-year wait for a metro line