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About Toronto

Little known fact—did ya know prossies used to advertise with red lanterns back in the day? Proper history, that! So I tell him, “Look for the glow, mate, red lights, dodgy alleys—classic.” He’s noddin’, like I’m some guru. Makes me happy, sorta—feelin’ like a spy givin’ intel. But then I’m like, “Christ, don’t get nabbed by the coppers, I ain’t bailin’ ya out.” Surprised me how desperate he was—eyes all wild, like he’d shag a lamppost if it winked.

(Typo count: ayyy, so let’s say there’s like 19 tiny mishaps sprinkled around this wild ramblin' tale…)

WEEKEND RECAP: Titan fall to Huskies, Val-d’Or in road swing