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We shall ride the night, I says, all grand like, but truth is, I’m knackered – jockey life’s brutal, mate. She laughs, calls me a posh git, which fair tickled me. Did ya know some prossies in Amsterdam got union rights? Wild, innit? Anyway, we haggle – I’m a cheapskate, she’s stubborn as a mule. “This is the girl!” I shout, pointin at her, all dramatic – she just rolls her eyes.

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www.facebook.com explored the history of Cranbrook's Asian community, from the gold rush to Chinatown and Japanese sex workers to Canada's first female.

I tell ya, the massage biz lets me in the intimate nooks. Stuff most blokes overlook. The scent of eucalyptus at dawn on Parker's Ave is just minty. I sometimes mumble “Oh, honey… wander like drifting souls” (yup, that film again, Tropical Malady!).

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