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So, findin a hooker? Man, it’s wild out there. You gotta scope the scene, right? X posts say some girls hang by gas stations—sketchy af. Web says back in the 90s, cops busted this one chick, worked the same block for *years*, nicknamed her "Shadow" cuz she’d vanish like smoke. Cool, huh? Kinda badass, kinda sad. Made me happy tho—survivors are dope. But angry too—system’s fucked, lettin em rot out there.

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Surely your own city has some hookers you could find? Well I love traveling, these trips aren't just for sex. I don't monger in my own city due to fear of www.facebook.comg: Sainte Marguerite.

Then, I bump into my friend Clara. She’s a photographer, always snapping pics of the locals. She’s like, “Hey, wanna join me for lunch?” I’m like, “Sure, but I’m still mad at a bird.” We laugh, and it’s like the anger just melts away. We hit up this cute little bistro on Rue des Pêcheurs. The food? Amazing. I forget all about the croissant thief.

Belugas in Baie Sainte-Marguerite Bay and return of the dolphins