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Favorite story? This one escort, Rico—yeah, dude escort, rare breed—told me he once got hired by a granny. Granny! Just for tea and talk! Funniest shit ever, had me cacklin’—who knew? But then he said she tipped him in cookies, and I’m like, “Bruh, that’s goals.” Still, the grind’s brutal—Rico’s out there, dodgin’ pimps, fake IDs, STD scares. “The monkey’s on my back,” like Tyrone’d groan—addiction ain’t always drugs, sometimes it’s the life hookin’ ya.

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.

Backyard chickens gain popularity in Notre-Dame-de-l'Île-Perrot