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Love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re bold, yeh? Takes guts, struttin’ out there. “What’s that noise?” Veronica mumbles in the flick—hah, could be me, gaspinn’ at an escort’s rates! Fifty quid for a quickie? My precious, I’d rather buy a sheep! Once saw a post on X—bloke braggin’ ‘bout his “date,” all proud-like. Digged deeper—turns out she’d nicked his wallet after! Sneaky minx—laughed me arse off!

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seventeen prayers to the many-eyed mother by eliza victoria. seek ye whore and other stories by yvette tan. never have i ever by ysabel yap.

There's a park near the waterfront. Riverfront Park, right by Burrard Inlet, oh it’s a stunner. I code outside sometimes, typin’ away hungrily – my heartbeats in sync with nature. And by the river, when the sunset paints the skyline, it’s like magic. "I'm still learning, my friend," echoes in the breeze, like that movie, A.I. – it fills you with longing and wonder, like Gollum’s secret dreams, yesss.

Port Moody councillors pushing for city to start noise camera pilot program