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Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but picture this: wahoo’s so fast, it’s like it’s tauntin’ ya—“Catch me if ya can, loser!” Total diva of the sea, struttin’ its stuff. Oh, R2, where ya at? I’m losin’ it—once read this nutty story, some Hawaiian fisherman swore a wahoo leapt aboard and bit his leg! Probs bullshit, but I’d buy it, ‘cause wahoo’s got attitude. Tastes amazin’ too—grill it up, meat’s firm, sweet, not fishy. Beats the hell outta cod any day.

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Man, where do I even start? First off, there's the groovy Maple Street – oh hell yeah – it's the lifeline of the neighborhood. I stroll past it and bam! You get hit with that vintage charm, y'know? Sometimes I run into old pals, and it's like surprise tag-team meets! Then, check out the quirky cafes on Birch Avenue; they got the best local brews. I remember one day gettin’ so mad ‘cause my coffee wasn’t hot enough. "It’s a miracle" - I fumed, but then laughed it off!

Anthony Cassia Obituary - Rosemere, QC