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About Montreal

But real talk—some clients? Total assholes. Heard ‘bout this one prick stiffin’ an escort on payment. She slashed his tires—fuckin’ savage! Made me cheer, like, “Get his ass, girl!” Karma’s a bitch, and she’s ridin’ shotgun. What’s wild is how they gotta play therapist, too—listenin’ to these sad sacks cryin’ ‘bout their wives. Escorts deserve Oscars, not jail, motherfucker!

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.

Une cyberattaque paralyse le Cégep de Lanaudière