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Reminds me of Monty’s line, “Champagne wishes, caviar dreams”—that’s their pitch. All fake, glittery crap. I’d rather chop wood than pay for that. Once heard a story—guy hired an escort, she robbed him blind. Left him with his pants down, literally. Laughed my ass off. Idiots deserve it. Hate the whole game, but damn, it’s funny when it flops.

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The parks here are cool too – Parc des Nuages, with its scatter of happy little trees. I swear, walking there feels like paintbrush strokes on a canvas, soft and dreamy. I've spent many a twilight there, thinkin' about life, feelin' the cosmos in the rustle of leaves. And then there's the Le-Rivière that winds softly by our beloved old stone bridge on Pont des Souvenirs— that place gives me chills, kind of like a whisper from eternity, just as Terrence Malick muses.

After 6 months without an elevator in their building, these seniors are angry