Julia Val D'or Brothel ❤️

About Edmonton

So, I’m watchin’ *The Lives of Others*, my fave flick, yeah? That East German vibe, all dark and sneaky, and I’m like—brothels got that same secret buzz, don’t they? Like when Wiesler, that Stasi geezer, says, “To think that people like you ruled a country,” I’m clockin’ the punters at a brothel, innit—dodgy blokes runnin’ the show! Makes me proper vexed, bruv, cos some of these girls, they ain’t there cos they wanna be, ya feel? That’s the realness that gets me ragin’!

Ya see, I stroll down all these alleys and I feel the pulse of the city. From Parc Martial-Valois, bursting with trees and stray squirrels, to our beloved, murky Harricana River, where the mist flows at dawn. My massages, ohhh, they’ve felt the passion of every corner, my friend. I gave yer friend that “miraculous touch” on Rue des Aiguilles once, yes, my precious, while murmuring, “I’m free,” just like in that movie, or… something like that! It’s raw, it’s real, and oh so messy!

Yves-François Blanchet Speaks With Reporters in Val-D'Or