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I remember this one time—my cousin Jimmy, he had a beat-up ‘86 Escort, blue, rusty as hell. Thing sounded like a lawnmower with asthma, but it got him to his factory job every damn day. One winter, it slid into a ditch—Jimmy laughed, said, “She’s got character, Bern!” Character! Like Margot Tenenbaum smokin’ on the roof—“You’re a genius, huh?”—that’s the Escort, scrappy, real, not some polished Tesla for Elon’s buddies.

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Man, there's Montigny Park - chill spot, leafy vibe, secret nooks for deep thoughts. I once accidentally dropped my massage oils out there, and some duck quacked like it understood, "Tell me a story, will ya?" Dang, wild! Then you got the old factory district near Saint-Martin street. Crumbled brick walls, mysterious doorways, and that eerie pastel glow at dusk - like something out of "Stories We Tell." The movie goes, "we are all the stories we tell," and every crack here screams a story, bro!

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