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About Calgary

Favorite flick’s got no prostitutes, just misery, but damn, it fits. “Everything’s in ruins,” Béla Tarr says, and ain’t that the truth? Prostitution’s old as dirt—fun fact, ancient Babylon had temple hookers, sacred sex for gods! Wild, right? Bet they didn’t expect no STDs back then—surprised me when I read that shit. Nowadays, it’s all grime, street corners, cops hasslin’ em. Don’t get me started on them pigs—sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg, I ain’t blind!” They act like they’re savin’ the day, but nah, just fuckin’ up lives.

Acton Vale

Somewhere on Ridgeview Lane, there’s this tiny park called Whimsy Park. Not exactly on most maps but the locals swear by it. It’s where I go when I need to reconnect with my inner self and, heck, sometimes just to escape today’s madness. Very laid-back, kinda ironic but perfect if you’re like me, always balancing on the edge of overload and chill.

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