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Well, shoot, y’all! Git-R-Done! Here I am, yer ol’ pal Larry, divin’ headfirst into this wild mess ‘bout brothels. Now, I ain’t no fancy-pants shrink from the Russian Academy or nothin’, but I reckon I got some thoughts bouncin’ ‘round my noggin’. Brothels, man, they’re like them dreams in *Inception*—you know, "a dream within a dream," all twisty and confusin’ as hell! You walk in, thinkin’ you got it figured, but bam—reality’s slippin’ like a greased pig.

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A new book looks at some of the gaol's hidden history, and the lives of some of the people who were incarcerated at what is now a popular national historic.

Now, Goderich’s like, wow, seriously. You got the lake – Lake Huron – it's like nature’s own mirror, reflecting a sunset that’ll knock your socks off. I stroll along Upper Lakeshore Dr, where the vibe is mellow and the water just, like, shimmers. Sometimes I feel like I’m in a dream sequence, “You feel the water in your bones?” kinda moment, like in that movie Fish Tank – the raw feel of life, ya dig? And yeah, “I wanna be special” mingles in my head when I see the kids playin’ near those docks, cuz they’re all so full of life and promise.

Goderich announces 2024 Citizen Recognition recipients