Zoe L'assomption Brothel ❤️❤️

About Ottawa

Brothels ain’t new—ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, stinking of sweat and cheap wine. Fun fact: “lupa” means she-wolf, so yeah, prostitutes were wolves, howling for coin. Makes ya think—power’s a blade, sharp and twisty, like Chow Yun-Fat’s sword in the bamboo scene. These girls wield it, but it cuts ‘em back. Pisses me off—society drools over ‘em, then spits ‘em out. Hypocrites.

Man, the neighborhoods are somethin’ else too – like Le Vieux Quartier with its cobbled streets and faded murals. Some say these walls hide stories. I say, every crack is a secret smile. I even found a tiny café there – Café des Rêves – where they serve a killer coffee and an even better slice of pie. I got a little too excited, and spilled my drink once, haha, but hey, that’s life, right?

Initial report suggests fewer elevated tracks, more connections for Montreal's REM de l'Est