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I get fired up thinkin’ bout it—UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN!—’cause it’s human, messy, real! Some dude in Japan’s got “soaplands”—you hearda that? Bathhouses where girls scrub ya down, then—boom—extras! Started post-WWII, sneaky loophole around anti-prostitution laws. Clever as hell, made me grin—humans always find a way, ya know? But then—ugh—kinda sad, too. Lonely folks shellin’ out for fake love. Kaufman’d say, “You are what you love, not what loves you.” Hits ya in the gut.

The Starting 5

Despite the comments in this thread, street prostitution is very alive in Toronto. The south part of the area starts at Queen street, the east part starts at Parliment street, the north part starts at Missing: Fresh Meadows.

Sometimes I'd stroll down Main Street, slight drizzle slicking the pavement. I’d see an old man, leaning on his cane, reminiscin’ of days lost, saying, "I was a Tenenbaum once." Crazy? Sure—but his eyes said it all: it’s bittersweet. I got mad 'bout some bull, but then it got me thinking—life's messy like that, and in therapy, ya gotta see beauty in chaos.

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