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But—ha!—some whores, they’re clever, yeah? Like, in Paris, 1800s, they’d slip biz cards in punters’ pockets, all sneaky. “Fancy a smile?” it’d say. Cheeky sods! I’m half laughin’, half fumin’—that’s bold, but it’s grim. Like Jean-Dom’s “I am fading.” Whore’s fadin’ too, but it clings, don’t it?

Conestoga president defends school's record, calls Soo College president a 'whore'

They started calling me all all kinds of lovely names. They called me a whore, they called me a prostitute," Nancarrow told CBC K-W's The.

Then, outta nowhere, the lights flicker. I’m like, “Oh great, what now?” The elevator stops again, and I’m ready to lose it. But this time, it’s not just me and the skater. We’re stuck with this old guy who starts tellin’ us about the “good ol’ days” in Waterloo. He’s ramblin’ on about how the town used to be all farms and fields. I’m like, “Yeah, buddy, but now it’s all about the coffee shops and traffic jams.”

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