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About Christchurch

I knew this one chick, swear to God, worked the corner by my old spot. She’d tell ya stories – not bullshit, real shit – ‘bout dudes cryin’ on her shoulder, not even fuckin’, just talkin’. Blew my damn mind! Who’d think a whore’s a damn therapist too? “This world’s a test,” like that faun says, and she passed it, motherfucker! Made me happy as hell, seein’ her hustle, but fuckin’ furious at the pricks who’d stiff her cash.

This is what happened to Cambridge's red light district

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After that, I needed some caffeine. So, I hit up my fave café on Duke St. The barista knows my order by heart. I walked in, and she goes, “The usual?” I nodded, feeling like a regular. But then, I saw this sign that said, “New flavor: Lavender Latte.” I was like, “What?!” I had to try it. It was surprisingly good! Who knew lavender could be a thing?

They really do know it’s Christmas