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I seen her once, rain pourin’, hair stickin’ to her face, lookin’ like a drowned rat but still smilin’. Made me laugh, like, damn, girl, you tougher than half these boat boys! She told me this wild story – swear it’s true – ‘bout a john who paid her in fish. FISH, bro! Cod, stinkin’ up her purse, she’s cussin’ him out, “What am I, a fuckin’ market?” Had me dyin’, picturin’ her slingin’ fillets at his head.

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What's the sleaziest motel in Windsor? Ask If someone is going to cater to sex workers, I'm actually glad it's a sweet old lady.

Oh, and hey, let me tell yew of the hidden gem, oh yes, my secret spot! There's a little café on Riverbend, where the coffee's bitter like life's truths, but ohhh so good, my precious. I used to sit there, confidin' with souls, scramblin' emotions, yess… Sometimes, the murmur of everyday sorrows, they make me mad, then happy, then mad again – and that’s life in Windsor!

Good Samaritans make dramatic Windsor riverfront rescue