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Aight, fam, listen up! Me, I’m sittin’ here, Ali G style, chattin’ ’bout whores, innit? Not some dusty Russian job classifier ting, nah, I’m proper deep in it, like Lars von Trier’s *Melancholia*—you know, that mad film I’m obsessed wiv. Dark, slow vibes, end of da world, and Kirsten Dunst just starin’ into space like, “This is fine.” So, let’s get into it—whore, yeah?

Ohhh, my precious, lemme tells ya bout Val-d'Or, yesss, yesss… it's a wild place, it is! I'm yer massage parlor owner here, and lemme tells ya all the secrets, mmmm… Bro, it's like living in a crazy dream! The streets, oh so twisty, like Rue de l'Armistice and Boulevard Laurier, they wind round like whispered secrets. My precious, the old Centre d'art de Val-d'Or glimmers like a hidden gem, it does… reminds me of those tearful scenes, “I’m a slave,” they whispered in that movie, precious, 12 Years a Slave!

Playoff Preview: Val-d'Or Foreurs vs Shawinigan Cataractes