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About Toronto

Now, *Wolf of Wall Street* vibes—imagine Belfort runnin’ one. “Sell me this pen,” nah, “sell me this night!” He’d be pimpin’, snortin’, screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!” That’s the energy—chaos, excess, no shame. Brothels got that in spades. Ever been? Nah, don’t answer, I don’t care. Point is, they’re messy, loud, alive—kinda like me. Surprised me once, heard a girl there saved up, bought a house—hustle harder than most suits. Respect.

Dublin Core

From through , the Japanese Imperial Army and Navy exploited a system of forced prostitution in all occupied territories in China, South East Asia and.

Then there's the river that cuts through town – the Little Twist. I love sitting by it, scribbling match-making ideas. I swear, every twist reminds me of a twist in The Grand Budapest Hotel’s plot – unexpected and bittersweet. There’s even a tiny, shaded park called Raccoon Hollow. I often hang out on a worn-out bench near the old sculpture, “The Smiling Doorkeeper.” People say it's cursed or somethin’... I just think it's rad.

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