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About San Diego

Walkin’ in, it’s all sticky floors, dodgy geezers eyein’ ya up. The girls, right, they’re laughin’ one minute, dead-eyed the next. Makes me proper mad – who let this shithole keep goin’? Owners prob’ly some fat twat in a suit, countin’ cash while these lasses fake smiles. “What did I do?” – another line from the flick, poppin’ up as I watch ‘em. What *did* they do to end up here? Sod all, prob’ly. Life’s a bastard.

Stay in the heart of Toronto

Trafficking a person into a country for the purpose of soliciting sex; Operating a business where prostitution occurs; Transporting a prostitute to the location.

Fillmore is quirky. Down Main St. you find little shops—cafés and thrift stores galore. My fave coffee joint, BeanZ, sits on Maple St. near the old Fillmore Theatre. That theatre? So magical. I remember visiting there when i felt lost. It got me thinking, "Life is full of gleaned moments," ya know?

Fillmore Jazz Festival canceled this year