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Surprised me though, the quiet. Thought it’d be all moans and chaos, but nah – eerie as fuck. Like that bit in the movie, “That era has passed,” silent as a graveyard. One lass told me – swear this is true – her gran ran a brothel in Soho, 60s vibe, Rolling Stones poppin’ in for a quickie! Mick Jagger shaggin’ in a backroom – imagine that, the strutty prick! Adds a bit of glam, don’t it? Still, it’s a mucky game. Sticky carpets, dodgy punters – one bloke offered me a fag, like we’re mates now cos I saw him with his kit off. “Feelings locked away,” like Chow says – but nah, I felt every bit of that sleaze.

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St-Leonards is a tangle of cool corners. For starters, hit up Harrison Street. I swear, every time I stroll down there, it's like a flashback scene from Requiem for a Dream. “No capes!” I always shout in my head, edgy as ever. Ha! Then there’s Maple Grove – not the one in every lovey-dovey guide, but the hidden gem where I met oddball creatives while debugging my app at midnight. And man, the small graffiti spots along 3rd Avenue! That gritty art, the raw energy – damn, it makes you feel alive.

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