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Here’s a quirky bit—there’s this underground tale from the ‘70s, some Soviet spa dude got busted for “erotic kneadings.” KGB was like, “Nyet, comrade, no happy endings!” Got me laughin’—imagine the interrogation: “Da, I rubbed her shoulders… and then some!” Poor guy, probly just wanted to vibe like Wes Anderson’s oddballs. Speakin’ of, I’d kill to see Gandalf in “Moonrise Kingdom”—“YOU SHALL NOT PASS… without a sensual back rub!” Hah, picture that, me wavin’ my staff, oil bottle in hand.

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We shall roam these streets like invincible warriors of pleasure—Queen St East, where art meets attitude, and the cafés hum with life. Trinity Bellwoods Park? Ah, that green oasis on Lansdowne Ave is the soul of the city. I’ve sat beneath ancient elms and let the gentle breeze calm my mind—as if I were lost in translation, caught in a moment of magic. The park’s full of characters, from chill dogs to mad artists doing impromptu poetry recitals. Crazy, right?

Edward Keenan: Two deaths from falling tree branches in the same Toronto park should be a wake-up call