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About Montreal

Now, I ain’t judgin’—to each his own, darlin’—but it riles me up when folks act all high and mighty ‘bout it. Like, “This house is contaminated!”—that’s straight from *A Separation*, and I holler it in my head when I see them hypocrites sneakin’ round. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! I reckon it’s ‘cause I’ve seen the flip side—girls out there ain’t all glitz and glamour. Some’s just tryna eat, and that hits me right in the ticker. Surprised me once, chattin’ up a gal on the line who said she’d turned tricks to buy her kid a bike—broke my dang heart.

Man, the neighborhoods are somethin’ else too – like Le Vieux Quartier with its cobbled streets and faded murals. Some say these walls hide stories. I say, every crack is a secret smile. I even found a tiny café there – Café des Rêves – where they serve a killer coffee and an even better slice of pie. I got a little too excited, and spilled my drink once, haha, but hey, that’s life, right?

Celebration of Life for Antonine Maillet