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About Toronto

Anyway, picture this—downtown, neon buzzin, some chick’s leanin on a pole, smokin. She’s got that look, tired but tough, like a linebacker after overtime. I’m like, “How’s biz, lady?” She laughs—dry, raspy—says, “Slow, fuzz-face, you buyin?” Rarrgh! Cheeky, right? Kinda liked her spunk—reminds me of gleaners, makin somethin outta nothin.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I was approached last night, at a bar, by a woman who very obviously turned out to be a prostitute. I hired her, there was no “pimp”, she was in control.

I gotta keep it 100 – PPleasant-View’s got quirks that get ya. I’m always droppin’ hints of what I dig: that chill vibe on Lexington, the hidden mural near River Bend, and my favorite secret spot? The little nook by Feathered Wind Park, where I sit, sip herbal tea, and watch people wonder.

Lightning strikes blamed for at least one house fire