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She’s a hustler, mate—not the prissy kind, but the real deal. Sells her charm, her laugh, her sneaky lil glances. Got me thinking—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody artists! Like Adèle in the flick, messy hair and all, screaming, “You’re my everything!”—that’s her soul, raw and loud. I reckon she’s been around since forever—little known fact, right? Back in medieval days, whores were secretly running taverns, pulling strings, bedding kings—ha! Bet you didn’t know that, you dimwits!

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It turned out to be prostitutes who were part of a whore house located near the train station there who died of smallpox. Small childrens.

Then there's Riverbend Park – a hidden gem, know what I mean? Trees, rivers, and a damn perfect spot for heart-to-heart convos or a wild nighttime rendezvous. I once met this lovely soul near that rickety old bridge on Hoskins Ave. - man, my mind's still spinnin'! I got mad memories – and not all were smooth like silk; sometimes, f***-it, life gets messy like spilled whiskey. That park shows you that even Mother Nature has a wild side.

Centerville intersection reopens after closures related to gas leak repairs