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Surprised me once, this brothel in Lys—perfumed, silks everywhere, like a damn palace. Not your usual piss-soaked shack. Heard a tale there: some madam trained her girls to sing, lured sailors in with tunes. “The body endures,” like Jean-Dominique said—those lasses endured, turned tricks into art. Fuckin’ wild, innit? Thought to meself, *Cersei, you’d run this better—more wine, less stench.*

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Kira Cochrane: Four female characters, all prostitutes, and all - naturally, this being a comedy - happy hookers, hoofing it up and uttering.

Then there's Maple Park, a neat little green respite near Riverbend Drive. Lovely spot, honestly—if you're into slow strolls or hiding from all the madness of modern dating. I love sitting on a battered bench there and watching the creek nearby. It reminds me of those surreal, poetic moments in that movie, like when the kid meets unexpected magic. And ya know, I've had my fair share of relationship debacles here (yeah, spillin' coffee on my keyboard while swiping left on losers—typical, innit).

Canmore minor hockey focused on own league amid Cochrane AAA expansion