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About Vancouver

I reckon brothels are a bloody paradox. Freedom for some, cage for others. Girls there—some choose it, some don’t. That’s the rub, innit? “We’re not criminals,” Otilia says in the film. Same deal—judge all ya want, but who’s hurtin’ who? Gets me thinkin’—who’s the real villain? Punter? Pimp? Nah, society’s the twat here. Always is. Oh, and fun fact—ancient Rome had brothels with menus. Like, “two coppers for this, five for that.” Mental, eh? Proper fast-food sex.

We’re Sorry!

I'm looking into moving to Oakridge. Does anyone have any information about what it's like to live there? I know there's likely not much to do and that's not.

Thisss is a city with layers, man… layers of vibes! I get hella mad sometimes about the constant traffic on Route 14 – I mean, c’mon, seriously. But then ya pop over to Sycamore Alley for a breather and ALL is forgiven. Sure, the locals might say, “One million dollars,” like it's our secret code, but that's the charm—quirky, spontaneous, and real.

Upgrades coming to Oakridge–41st Avenue Canada Line Station