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About Quebec City

Exaggeratin’—imagine me doin’ it. Slippin’ on oil, crashin’ into shelves. Hilarious disaster, fam. I’d be terrible—hands shakin’. “Just keep diggin’,” like McCarthy’d say. Sexual-massage ain’t my gig. Stick to countin’ change, yo. You ever seen it go down? Tell me, fam—spill it!

I gotta mention certain tiny details. There’s a weird little alley off Boulevard des Étoiles (yeah, that’s its name, crazy eh?) where you can find old art pieces that just scream “life!” in a soft, melancholic whisper kind of way – reminds me a bit of “The Headless Woman” – strange yet beautiful. Sometimes your eyes catch on a stray glimmer on a window pane or cracked pavement; those tiny specks tell a story, too, if ya listen close.

In Quebec, the Independence Movement Gives Way to a New Nationalism (Published 2022)