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About Vancouver

So, I’m cruisin downtown, lookin for action. Streets buzzin, girls winkin – it’s wild! Saw this one broad, legs for days, thought, “She’s the bomb!” But then – bam! – some pimp rolls up, mad as hell. “You touch my girl, you’re done!” Got me pissed, man – who’s he to flex? I’m Apollo freakin Creed, I don’t back down! “There’s always something ticking” – like in the movie, ya feel me?

So, first off… man, this place is a real mixed bag. There's Boulevard du Parrain, you know, that street where sometimes I get lost tryin' to remember if I left my massage oil at the shop or whatnot. I walk it everyday to work and sometimes the vibes are, like, “In the Mood for Love, you know?”—pretty, pretty good. And then there’s, uh, Rue des Anglettes (I think?) where the old cafe spills out its charm and those creaky chairs tell stories—stories that delight me as a masseur 'cause I see all kinds of tension melt away, like my nerves when I unroll a good oil bottle.

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