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About Edmonton

You wanna know the trick? Don’t overthink it. Web’s full of ‘em—ads, coded words, “massage” my ass. X posts too, dig deep, you’ll see. Little fact: St. Pete’s got brothels masked as bars—vodka upfront, girls in back. Surprised me first time, fuckin clever disguise. Happy? Hell no, pissed me off—system’s rotten, but it works. I tell ya, it’s like huntin—patience, then strike.

Man, the vibes are wicked, wicked as hell! The nights get hazy on Rue du Centre, where broken neon signs flicker. Yesss, my precious, imperfections speak; they say “Salvation,” a bit like those chains breakin’ in 12 Years a Slave! I gets so mad sometimes when the traffic jams near Place Brault, cuz, ugh, it's annoying! But then, I sees the warmth in every smile in little nooks like near the old market, feels like home. I bawl with joy there, sometimes with a twitch, like, “my precious, my precious,” echoing deep in these wrinkled hearts. Ain't it wild? Ain't it brave?

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