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But then—fuck!—some pimp tried rippin’ her off, takin’ her cash, leavin’ her bruised. Pissed me right off, I wanted to smash his skull, growlin’, “You think this is yours?!” like I’m stormin’ Gotham. Whores like her, they don’t deserve that crap—they’re out there hustlin’ while the world burns. Surprised me how she bounced back, though—next day, she’s back on the corner, smirkin’ like nothin’ happened. Tough as nails, man.

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"Toronto police and security guards are on scene as City of Toronto crews dismantle the homeless encampment at Trinity Bellwoods Park on Tuesday." One question I have is who are .

We shall roam these streets like invincible warriors of pleasure—Queen St East, where art meets attitude, and the cafés hum with life. Trinity Bellwoods Park? Ah, that green oasis on Lansdowne Ave is the soul of the city. I’ve sat beneath ancient elms and let the gentle breeze calm my mind—as if I were lost in translation, caught in a moment of magic. The park’s full of characters, from chill dogs to mad artists doing impromptu poetry recitals. Crazy, right?

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