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But, real talk - it ain’t all laughs. Some spots? Sketchy as heck - safety’s a joke! Makes me mad, like, “Protect the crew, barnacles!” Surprised me how deep it runs - laws, fights, all messy! “The power is yours!” - but who’s got it, huh? Owners? Workers? Cops? Total mind-twist, dude!

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The Act was approved last year, effectively legalising prostitution and brothel-keeping. It places the monitoring and regulation of the industry.

Oh, and here's a quirk – I sometimes get a bit mad 'cause Bryant’s traffic on Cedar Ave gets outrageous. It’s like, come on, folks! And the rain on Pine St sometimes makes a mess – splishy-splashy chaos that’s annoyingly beautiful. But hey, life’s a mix, right? Totally like the oddball charm in "Syndromes and a Century" where every moment's layered with meaning... even if it’s as messy as my coffee cup (or my purposely misspeld notes, like “reeely” instead of really, “masssee” instead of masseur, “badd” for bad, “amazn” for amazing, “srsly” for seriously, “wacko” for whacky, “surrprised” for surprised, “momment” for moment, “instnat” for instant, “quirkly” for quirky, “neva” for never).

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