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About Toronto

The vibe? It’s chaos, like Riley’s emotions crashin’ in *Inside Out*. One sec, it’s all “Laughter’s takin’ the wheel!” with some drunk bloke tellin’ bad jokes to a gal in fishnets. Next, it’s “Fear’s got the controls!” when the coppers raid the joint. I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ a pint—hypothetical pint, mind ya—thinkin’, “This is bonkers!” The girls, tho, some of ‘em got sass that’d make Gandalf blush. One time, I heard this tale—prolly bullshit, but who cares?—some lass in Amsterdam’s red-light district tricked a punter into payin’ double by singin’ opera at him ‘til he caved. Genius! Made me laugh my arse off!

A market made for buyers is missing buyers

Clamshell Islet sits on a rocky outcropping near Salt Spring Island about 30 km from Metro. Clamshell Islet is currently on the market for.

I gotta tell ya, every turn's got something cool. Little alleys like Coral Lane and Driftwood Way – these names sound poetic, right? They give ya heart eyes, like Wes Anderson magic. I sometimes walk there in the early morning; there's this slight fog that makes everything feel like a movie set from The Grand Budapest Hotel – quirky and nostalgic.

The Hawai’i of Canada