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So, check it—I’m cruisin the 6ix, late night, tryna figure this out. Findin a prostitute ain’t like callin up Geico for a quote, nah, it’s shady, it’s quick, it’s messy. You gotta know the spots—word on the street, some corners in Toronto got history, like back in the 80s, cops busted this one chick who kept a ledger, legit tracked her clients like I track claims—organized as hell! Made me laugh, thinkin bout her stackin paper while I’m out here pushin policies, “Started from the bottom,” fam!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

So, I head out to this job on Avenue de la Gare. Gotta trim some trees, make ‘em look all nice and neat. But when I get there, I see this massive oak. I mean, HUGE. Like, “Why is this tree trying to take over the world?” I’m standing there, jaw dropped, thinking, “How the heck am I gonna tackle this beast?”

A Napa family finesses Cabernet, with Burgundy in mind