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But—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.”—it ain’t all roses. Pisses me off, the sleazy bastards who think it’s a free-for-all. Had a mate, right, thought he’d “sample the goods” on the cheap—got his arse handed to him by a pimp named Razor. Razor! Sounds like a *Dark Knight* villain, yeah? Made me chuckle, but also—fuck, respect the hustle! These folks ain’t messin’ about.

I know, I know, sounds all over the place—err, but that's just how it is, man! I’ve got, like, seventeen mispelled words here and there 'cause I'm in a rush, but that's life here in L'Ile-Perrot (ca). It’s a whirlwind of charming streets, hidden nooks, and raw, real moments like you're starin’ at the blurred city lights of a Wong Kar-wai movie.

Île-Perrot town sets up docks to improve public access to waterfront