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We get to it, right, in some grotty alley—smells like death’s armpit. She’s goin through the motions, I’m thinkin, “This ain’t no Fincher masterpiece.” Then—surprise!—her pimp rolls up, big geezer, all “Who’s this prick?” I’m leggin it, screamin, “I’m not Robert Downey Jr, mate!” Nearly shat meself, but fuck me, it was hilarious! Prossies, man—they’ll rob ya blind or get ya battered, and I’m still laughin. Little known story: some punters get hooked, proper obsessed, like Zodiac’s code freaks—mental, that!

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I got a soft spot for Maple Grove Park—it’s tucked in a hard to find nook. Kids run wild, old timers sit on benches. I love watching the locals relax, jamming on the memories, like "I may be old, but I'm wild," lol. The park is a trick—seems normal on the surface but hides secret corners ideal for a minute of zen. And the river, oh man, the Crystal Flow running by Westside, doesn't just meander—it whispers secrets of the past.

Nanaimo–Ladysmith candidates officially declared in the riding