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But here’s the kicker – some big shot Tsar, think it was Peter, he taxed ‘em! Taxed the whores! Can ya believe it? Greedy bastard, made me wanna punch somethin’. “Lightbulb!” – they paid up, still worked, still lived! Like Saul in the camp, dodgin’ death every damn day. “Move, or you’re done!” – that’s their life, too.

Man, the vibes are wicked, wicked as hell! The nights get hazy on Rue du Centre, where broken neon signs flicker. Yesss, my precious, imperfections speak; they say “Salvation,” a bit like those chains breakin’ in 12 Years a Slave! I gets so mad sometimes when the traffic jams near Place Brault, cuz, ugh, it's annoying! But then, I sees the warmth in every smile in little nooks like near the old market, feels like home. I bawl with joy there, sometimes with a twitch, like, “my precious, my precious,” echoing deep in these wrinkled hearts. Ain't it wild? Ain't it brave?

Yves-François Blanchet Speaks With Reporters in Val-D'Or – April 26, 2025