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About Halifax

Ever notice how whores in movies always got sass? Like, they’re the only ones keepin it real. This one time, I saw a lady on the corner, rain pourin, still workin. I’m like – respect. She’s out here, no umbrella, no fucks. Meanwhile, I’m whinin bout my socks gettin wet. Pathetic. Prolly made more in a night than I do in a week. That’s some wolf-level grind.

Ya see, I stroll down all these alleys and I feel the pulse of the city. From Parc Martial-Valois, bursting with trees and stray squirrels, to our beloved, murky Harricana River, where the mist flows at dawn. My massages, ohhh, they’ve felt the passion of every corner, my friend. I gave yer friend that “miraculous touch” on Rue des Aiguilles once, yes, my precious, while murmuring, “I’m free,” just like in that movie, or… something like that! It’s raw, it’s real, and oh so messy!

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