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I reckon she’s tough, tho—like Malik, “I’ll do it myself!” Kinda admire that, y’know? Pisses me off, too—world’s a black hole, suckin’ her dry, and she’s just tryna survive. Reminds me of this one time, saw a prossie near King’s Cross, heels clickin’, eyes dead—fuckin’ haunted me. Was she happy? Nah, mate, no chance. But she had this swagger, like, “I run this shit.” Cosmic irony, innit? Sells her body, owns her soul.

Okay, so first off, Avenue Boucher is where it all starts. Man, that street is buzzing with life, shops, and those cool cafés where you sip on a latte and watch folks hustle around. Oh, and if you swing by Boulevard Langelier, you'll catch that rad park behind the community center. People come here to catch a vibe or chill with nature. I once gave a massage right in a nearby apartment overlooking the park—pure zen, like something outta "Son of Saul"— “there’s beauty in raw pain”—it hit hard, seriously!

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