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Here’s a lil’ fact—did ya know some old-school hookers used code? Like, in the ‘70s, they’d flash a light twice for “I’m open.” Sneaky, right? Blows my mind how crafty they got! Anyway, findin’ one? Easy if ya got eyes. Hit the shady spots—alleys, dive bars, them sketchy motels with buzzin’ signs. Look for the strut, the vibe. But don’t be a dumbass—cops swarm like flies on shit. I pity the fool who gets nabbed!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

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Now, I ain’t gonna lie – sometimes, driving through Thorold is pure madness. You hit those traffic snarls around the canal – man, it gets me all worked up! But then, you flip a switch, remember you’re in a place so unique, and all that anger just melts away. It's like that moment in The Grand Budapest Hotel when Gustave H slipperily escapes with his charm – pure, beautiful chaos!

IN FOCUS: The land entanglements of Niagara Falls Councillor Victor Pietrangelo