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She surprised me, tho—spotted ‘er feedin’ a stray cat once, sneaky-like. Soft side, eh? Made me happy, warm fuzzies—rare for nasty Gollum! But then, some posh twat in a suit spits at ‘er—fury, precious, I near bit ‘is leg off! “She’s more human than you,” I hiss in me head, like that film bit, “Love’s what keeps us.” Ugh, world’s a cesspit—prossies get the worst, don’t they? Me, I’d bake ‘er a loaf, cheer ‘er up—hah, imagine, “Gollum’s Buns” for a tart! Nasty joke, that, heh heh!

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And, oh blimey, how could I forget Parc Bellerive? Best place to watch sunsets. I once got a client, after a marathon massage, who said he wanted to watch the sky turn all fancy colours, like some bloody painter was at it! Not far from there is Rue Principale, a street that's got all sorts of crazy characters. I swear, some places on that street are so packed with life, you'd think it was a scene from that rat-tastic movie "Ratatouille" – creativity, chaos and a twist of greatness around every corner.

Electoral suspense continues in Terrebonne, errors allegedly made during vote count