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Exaggerate? Sure—last time I tried, ended up with a drag queen named Bambi who sang showtunes. Swear to God, nearly threw my cane at her. Little-known fact: Amsterdam’s red-light district’s got windows like a damn zoo exhibit—girls tapping glass, winking. Felt like I was shopping for a pet shark. Personal quirk? I’d overanalyze—how many lies per minute can she spit? Everybody lies, but prostitutes? They’re Olympic gold at it. Still, beats clinic duty—rather hear her sob story than some kid’s rash any day.

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Jenn Fredericks, an outreach worker with YWCA Moncton, stands in a new drop-in centre for sex workers in the city. (Vanessa Blanch/CBC) There's a house in Moncton with all the things a Missing: Ikedacho.

So yeah, Ikedacho, you crazy little city. You’ve got your quirks, but I love ya. You made me laugh, you made me mad, and you made me trip. But in the end, it was a day to remember. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

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