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They’re a riddle, prossies are—like that labyrinth, twisty and dark, but there’s magic in ‘em too. “Take this, it’s my gift,” one said once, slippin’ me a fag—cheeky mare! Reckon they’re the real rebels, fightin’ a war no one else sees. We shall fight, I say, for their bleedin’ right to be human! So yeah, next time you pass one, tip yer hat—don’t be a prat about it. They’re legends, mate, legends in a fucked-up fairy tale.

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STEPHEN Templeton pretended to be a police officer so he could get free sex from a male prostitute. The year-old electrician and father of three phoned the non-English speaking .

Honestly, Templeton's a love letter. Wacky, bittersweet, like Amélie’s quirky Paris. So grab a latte, wander along Maple, get lost in Crescent Oaks, and let your heart beat with the city’s rhythm.

Adults with special needs run weekly cafe in Templeton