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About Calgary

What pisses me off? Them posh gits judgin’ ‘er. She’s out ‘ere, hustlin’, survivin’—tougher than me swingin’ an axe! Surprised me, too, ‘ow she knew the woods better’n me—prolly dodgin’ coppers. *mimes runnin’, trips again* Oi, she’s a legend, swear down. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I reckon she’d scalp a punter for a fiver, “This is my masterpiece!” she’d yell, wavin’ the cash.

Early life

Man, Saint-Henri is a maze of streets that groove with history. Du Parc, you know, has that chill, worn-down look with graffiti that shouts stories. And near the Lachine Canal, ahhh – pure soul, seriously. I often stroll by the canal when tasseling my own thoughts after a long day at the parlor; it’s like nature’s own remedy. There’s this little hidden park near Atwater, so quirky and offbeat, where even I stop to chill sometimes.

Residents hire lawyers to halt construction of Saint-Henri safe drug use site near elementary school