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So, I’m out here, scrollin’ X, peepin’ profiles—some shady, some legit. You gotta know the streets, fam. Back in the day, word is, Toronto had this spot—secret alley, prostitutes chillin’ like it’s a farmers’ market, no cap. Little known fact: cops called it “The Stroll,” wild, right? Made me laugh, thinkin’ they out here window-shoppin’ for real.

A night with her

I rush over, and it’s this old lady. Sweet as pie, but she’s got this ancient radio. I’m talking, like, from the Stone Age. She wants me to fix it. I’m thinking, lady, this thing’s a dinosaur! But I can’t say no.

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