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Pisses me off, though—folks judgin’ ‘em. Like, who’re you, Mr. High-and-Mighty? “He who eats must pay,” right? Ain’t nobody pure in this game. Me, I’m happy just chattin’. Surprised me once—this one gal knew *Pan’s Labyrinth* lines! Quoted, “The moon will be full,” all spooky-like. I’m thinkin’, “Toots, you’re my kinda weird!”

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

Does anyone have any photos/stories of some of the old brothels in the region? I lived in a house at Lyall and Sturdee that, I was told.

Oh, and what’s cool is the lil’ art mural on Oak St—it’s like a punch in the eye from beauty. People overlook it, but not me, ya know? "That’s the way the cookie crumbles!" Cuz really, it's art, man. Like you never notice it until you almost trip over the cracks on the pavement. Crazy stuff, innit?

Jesse L. Congdon