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So, picture this—I’m drivin’, windows down, lookin’. Streets are buzzin’, lights flashin’—kinda wild! I’m thinkin’, “Joe, what’s the play here?” Findin’ a prostitute’s tricky—cops everywhere, ya gotta be sly. Like Malik dodgin’ those guards, “I’m not your dog!” he’d yell. That’s me, dodgin’ trouble, heart racin’. Here’s a kicker—did ya know some gals use code words? Like “roses” for cash—sneaky, huh? Picked that up from a cabbie once—blew my mind!

Sudbury police address prostitution scene

Supporting Sex Workers since Missing: prostitute.

So thats it, a slice of my life in Sudbury, where every street name or park bench has a tale to tell. Remember, as The Tree of Life hinted, “There are things known and things unknown,” and in Sudbury, we embrace it all—even if sometimes I end up with a few typos in my hurried scribbles: smoe, alomst, bizarely, euriously, nearght, tahnkfully, gert, smake, mispelled, efafct, frend, realy, and loevy. Cheers, mate—come visit and see for yourself!

Bel Canto marking 50 years of music in Sudbury