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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—find a prostitute, huh? Like, what’s the deal with that? I mean, it’s 2025, and I’m out here, Larry David style, neurotically ranting about it. Pretty, pretty good concept, right? But also—kinda nuts! You ever see “Dogville”? My fave, Lars von Trier, 2003—bleak as hell. That town, man, everyone’s a hypocrite, usin’ Grace like she’s some kinda commodity. Reminds me of this whole “find a prostitute” gig—people judgin’, but they’re all in on it secretly.

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Neighborhoods? You got the posh bit down Edgemont Lane, where pretentious smiles hide despair, and the rougher side on Grange Street—more authentic, more raw, more like life. I get pissed off at how the fancy folk pretend they're above all this mess. News flash: They ain't. Even the hump in traffic on Drift Way gets you thinking, “I will have blood,” and not in the sentimental way, ya know?

Dundas Valley flies in the face of golf’s traditions with a (gasp) fivesome