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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

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Paradiz tea-house & hookah lounge was established in here in port moody, British Colombia. The first licensed private smoking club of its kind. Serving hookah, food and drinks .

The downtown, ohhh, it buzzes with life. There’s the Port Moody Station, where trains rattle by like ancient secrets. I remember that one time – oh, my precious – when a late-night busker played near Harbour Street and I got all a-flutter. So many stories, so many left-behind love notes. It's like those chips in A.I., yesss "I want to be your friend" but then, oh no, the magic disappears – poof! Crazy feelings, my precious!

MLA and Port Moody council joust on housing and the 20-year target