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I’m ramblin’, but—shit—whore’s a loaded word. Gets me happy sometimes, thinkin’ how it’s just business. No shame, just cash. Other times, I’m like—ugh, society’s so fake about it. Callin’ ‘em sluts, then payin’ anyway. Hypocrites! Reminds me of Royal sayin’, “I’ve always been considered an asshole.” He’d get it—whores and him, outsiders, y’know? Oh, and once saw this dude sign “whore” so fast—nearly punched his buddy. Hilarious—fists flyin’ over a word!

Croydon for a Pretty Girl

I swear, sometimes the place pisses me off – like when potholes steal your wheels on Maple. Ugh, maddening! But then, a quaint coffee shop on Oak Bay makes up for that, alright? It’s the hidden gem that stops my heart with its latte art and sweet tunes.

Coombe Wood House is providing what Croydon’s long missed