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This one time, right, heard a yarn—some punter left his false teeth in a lass’s room! True story, mate—found ‘em under the bed, grinning like a twit! Makes me chuckle, that. Brothels, they’re loud—creaky beds, moans, shouts—drowns out me own daft noises, thank gawd. I’m there, flailin about, knockin over a lamp—crash!—lass yells, “Oi, you berk!” Angry? Nah, she’s fit to burst laughin!

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I mean, this city, it's like a living canvas: murals on River Road, music at the community center over on Sycamore, and a local bar on Oak with the best live folk that cracks me up. Sometimes, when I'm feeling low, I sneak off to the abandoned train station on Weston – it's eerie, makes me shudder in delight, the way memories and lost hopes come alive there. So bizarre, yet beautiful.

Fowl scene: Turkey remnants spill all over Ontario Street