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Ever think bout how they smell? Perfume, sweat, desperation – fuckin cocktail, that! “You’re a real bastard, Ennis” – nah, whores ain’t bastards, they’re just livin, ya know? Pisses me off when cunts call em dirty. Who’s clean, eh? Not me, not you, ya wanker! Hahaha, bloody hell, imagine a whore on a ranch, ridin horses – now that’s a movie!

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The Black Angus has 64 rooms, more than enough to meet population requirements for a tourist-related liquor license. But the high volume of police calls and the hotel's poor ratings among .

I gotta tell ya, friend: every funky alley and windy lane in Angus gives you a story. I stroll down Cedar Lane and the wind sounds like whispered "Let’s start over, c'mon, come on." It’s bizarre but wonderful. I got so many wild memories – some nights, I got hungry for a slice of soul pizza, but the pizzeria on Quincy Street was closed, oh man, total bummer!

Summary Report: Charting Canada’s Maritime Future: A Conversation with Vice-Admiral Angus Topshee