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My precious! Me, Gollum, raspy lil’ freak, ridin’ them elevators, watchin’ folks—nasty, tricksy ones—goin’ up, down, all day. Prostitute, eh? Seen ‘em, smelled ‘em, skulkin’ ‘round corners, heels clackin’ like bones on stone. Reminds me of *Holy Motors*, that wild flick—my fave, yesss—“Weird, isn’t it? Life’s a stage!”—prostitutes playin’ parts, masks on, souls off. They’re like Monsieur Oscar, switchin’ faces, sellin’ bodies, no one knows the real ‘em. Tricksy, precious, tricksy!

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I've been in Windsor for 6 years and have seen very few sex workers on the streets, usual areas of Drouillard, Wyandotte St East/West has a few.

Cool local landmarks? Absolutely. There’s the Windsor River – a lazy, winding watercourse that just talks to you. Some days I sit by the banks of the river, just watching the water do its thing, thinking bout how life flows. Remember that line from Carlos – “Every revolution has its mess,” right? Same in life here. It's messy yet poetic.

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