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About Montreal

Right, so I’m cruisin’—not space, mind ya, but dodgy backstreets. Neon lights flashin’, smells like cheap booze and regret. This lass, she’s standin’ there, all sass, fishnets ripped—like she’s a groupie waitin’ for Zeppelin to roll thru. I’m like, “Oi, love, you got that stardust vibe!” She laughs, probs thinkin’ I’m bonkers, but I’m seein’ it—cosmic wisdom, innit? Prostitutes been round since forever—fact is, ancient Babylon had temple prossies, sacred as priests! Wild, eh?

Pointe-Claire Historic Windmill will be restored

I gotta tell you, sometimes the small quirks of the city make my day. Like, once, I got mad at a stray cat on Rue Wellington – yeah, I know, silly cat! – but then found it cuddling up with a lost tourist who needed a smile. I laughed and said, “That’s what she said!” because, duh, that’s how life rolls here.

Update - Ongoing organic waste collection