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Oi mate, so I’m an installer, yeah? Radio-electronic gear, fiddly wires, all that jazz. But let’s talk real shit—finding a prossie! Hah, what a mission, innit? Like in *City of God*, “You need balls to hustle,” and fuck me, you do! I’m picturing Rocket dodging bullets, but me? Dodging dodgy pimps instead. Cackling already, cos it’s a right circus out there.

IN-DEPTH: How St. John’s is working to make Long’s Hill area safer for sex workers and residents

I seen all kinda shit: wild nights, laughs, and a bit o’ sadness, all brewed in a stew of passion. Every nook got a flavor. Imma shout out to that graffiti on Brick Alley—dope tags shout “Say goodbye to language” in splashes of orange and blue. It’s like art got its own language, beyond words.

Labrador’s Daily Ritual of Greeting Kids on the School Bus Overflows with Sweet Joy