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About Sydney

I’m cruisin’, eyes peeled, metaphoric rap flowin’. Young Mula Baby! They out there, shadows dancin’, like ghosts in the cut. One time, heard this wild tale—chick worked corners since ’98, dodged a sting op by hidin’ in a dumpster! Real shit, surprised me heavy. Hustle’s deep, yo—some got kids, some just tryna breathe. Makes me happy seein’ em fight, but pissed at the game trapin’ em.

Exploring the past of Cranbrook’s Asian community

www.facebook.com explored the history of Cranbrook's Asian community, from the gold rush to Chinatown and Japanese sex workers to Canada's first female.

Then there's the shabby-chic district, curves in every corner. Believe me, mmm… sometimes I get mad ‘cause traffic’s hectic… but then, I laugh. Like, “The way the wind fools you, err… makes you smile” (ya get it, like in that movie). I even spotted a stray cat on Maple Ln, oh, bizarre, like a secret twist in Tropical Malady.

Cranbrook settles with former headmaster, but ABC in line of fire