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Favorite bit? The surprises! Ya think ya know what’s up, then—bam!—some gal’s got a secret talent. Singin, dancin, whatever. One time, heard bout a chick who juggled knives between… uh, clients. Nuts, right? Total “we have to go deeper” moment! Kept me happy for days—love me some weirdness. Tho, gotta say, the sleazy pimps? Hate em. Greasy bastards ruinin a good gig.

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A sleepy North East Valley street became a centre of seediness as Airbnb guests allegedly turned a man's home into a busy brothel for two weeks.

Marry, I must tell thee, being a sexologist in this land has taught me that every inch of our dear city doth pulse with stories of desire and longing. I recount one hilariously scandalous night at Pleasure Park (don't ask, it's a local nickname, all fun and games—so many a night of laughter and mischief ensued, hah!) where my heart soared with joy and pangs of envy, as swift as those moments in that dear old film, Far From Heaven. "Forsooth, there is something achingly tender about the bittersweet night," I murmured, echoing the plaintive refrain of the movie.

Letter: Hats off to the Valley East Market Oilers