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About Edmonton

So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down some sketchy street, lookin’ for a hooker, right? Not me personally, I’m too paranoid—germs, awkward convos, oh god no! But say I was—neon lights flicker, I’m sweatin’, thinkin’, “What if she’s a cop?” Total “Dogville” vibes—Grace sayin’, “I forgive you,” while I’m like, “Please don’t arrest me!” I’d be terrible at this—stammerin’, “Uh, how much? Wait, no, never mind!” It’s like a bad sitcom, me hagglin’ over somethin’ I don’t even want.

Now, lemme talk parks, cuz you know I’m all about nature and self-discovery. There's the charming Parc de l'Ile, a green oasis where I occasionally sit and let my brain wander. I had this one day, sitting there on a bench on Chemin des Prés, I got all emotional – it’s like when the movie says, “The water has a way of cleansing the soul,” or something like that – real poetic stuff. And lemme tell ya, sometimes the sound of the small river nearby makes me think life’s deeper than my ex’s texts, haha!

Free outdoor films in off-Island suburb will be French only this summer because of Bill 96