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Oh, and the lies! Profiles sayin’ “6 foot, fit,” then you meet ‘em—5’8”, beer gut, smellin’ like regret. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, if I could pick the liars out. Surprised me how bold they get—catfishin’ like it’s an Olympic sport. One time, this bloke sent me a dick pic, unasked! I’m like, “Mate, I didn’t order sausage!” Laughed my ass off, but also—eww, boundaries, ya pig!

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They are camouflaged as massage shops, which means they don't have to follow the same regulations in regards to health and safety of their sex workers.

I won’t lie – sometimes things bug me. Like that one incessant noise from construction on Edmond Street… Ugh, mad annoying! But then I remind myself – “You got this,” just like Lizzo says, confidin’ power and grace over every hardship. And yo, the locals? They’re gems, chill and quirky, filling our community center with life. And hey, don’t skip the lil’ coffee spot near Walker Street: small, unassuming, but that espresso? It’s lit – be faithful, babe!

Contract awarded for Wanneroo Road and Morley Drive, Tuart Hill intersection upgrades