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About Montreal

Now, my favorite flick—“The Lives of Others”—you seen it? That East German vibe, all tense and quiet? There’s this line, “I want to be alone,” and I’m like, hell no, not during an erotic-massage! Alone’s the last thing ya want! I’m lyin’ there, feelin’ fingers dancin’ on my spine, and I mutter to myself, “Is this allowed to feel *this* good?” Got me happy, real happy—‘til she hit a knot in my shoulder from a bad drop. Ouch! Made me mad, too—damn parachute landings mess ya up!

Then there's Birch Ave. Always buzzin’. Some days, it’s a total madhouse. I’m like, "I'm Chihiro, in a boomin’ bathhouse," struggleing thru the crowds. My parlor is on Birch Ave, right next to a tiny café. I even got a personalized mug that says “Aburako no mahou” – got it from a local art fest. It blows my mind every time, i mean, it's true magic.

Shari Carr