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Fun bit? Russell nicked real hookers for extras! No posh actors, just street birds. Authenticity, innit? Smelt like Soho on a bad night. Me, I’d have charmed ‘em, but Liz? She’s screamin’, “I’m a whore!”—over and over. Nearly spilt my drink laughin’. Sarcasm? Oh, she’s the bleedin’ queen of tarts—Oscar-worthy, if Oscars loved trash.

Task Force Bag Whores

Oh man, Finley’s downtown is wild. Check out Maple & Third Street—man, that joint’s like the heart of our town. I pop by there every now and then for a cuppa joe, and sometimes I sit on the cracks outside just watchin’ life flow. There’s this snug little cafe, The Vibe, where the walls are covered in old concert posters and vintage rock pics. I swear, it reminds me of those hazy scenes in Werckmeister Harmonies – the slow, hypnotic feeling when everything just feels, ya know, epic. “The buses are coming…,” I joke sometimes, feeling that same mysterious rhythm in the air!

Vintage Market Days returns to Finley Center Feb. 13-15, 2025