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Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Larry David style—neurotic, ranting, all that jazz. And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, y’know, like ya do. Whore! What a word, huh? Sounds dirty, cheap—like a gum-stuck shoe. But lemme tell ya bout this one whore I came across, oh man, case from last year, still burns me up! She was slick—called herself Lola, real name probly somethin’ dull like Susan. Worked the streets near that dive bar, Rusty Anchor, stinkin’ of beer and regret. Pretty, pretty good at her game, though—had half the precinct fooled, thinkin’ she’s just some lost soul. Hah! Lost soul, my ass.

The most dangerous neighbourhoods in Enfield according to police statistics

Every day, like, I stroll along horizon-lined lanes – then, boom, a spurt of modern street art suddenly screams at ya on a nondescript wall near Fenshaw Ave. Useful fact: many people don’t know its artist is a local legend who painted it after a rough patch he’d been through. Crazy, right? Ties right into my whole relaxation methodology of embracing the flaws around us.

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