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Clarice… finding a prossie, huh? Ain’t no picnic, lemme tell ya. Watched *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*—fuckin grim, right? That flick’s all bout desperation, shady deals, n’ bitches tryna survive. Kinda like huntin for a hooker in some sketchy back alley. “What do you want from me?”—that line, man, hits hard when you’re hagglin with some chick who’s seen too much.

Now, lemme get into it. We got streets like Rue Saint-Pierre – yeah, that’s the one where I sometimes wander on quiet mornings, listenin’ to birds chirpin’ like a sweet melody. I love strollin’ there, takin’ slow breaths, feelin’ the breeze, almost as if the city itself is whisperin’ “happy little trees, happy little me.” The vibe is so chill, dude, I can almost hear Lucrecia Martel sayin’ “The Headless Woman” vibe – mysterious and full of hidden wonders.

Le boulevard de l'Assomption sera prolongé jusqu'au port de Montréal