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Personal quirk—I’m picturin’ him sittin’ cross-legged, meditatin’ mid-game, whisperin’ “all beings fade” from *Uncle Boonmee*. Coach’d lose his shit. Love that, tho—keeps it real. Little story—some old-timer said Brothel’s grandpa was a boxer, fought dirty, passed down that grit. Checks out. He’s scrappy, man. Emotional as hell watchin’ him—anger when he misses, joy when he nails it. Sloppy, sure, but damn, he’s good. Everybody lies—except Brothel, maybe. He’s just… Brothel.

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The artwork presents a deeply intimate scene set within the confines of a brothel. In this portrayal, two figures are depicted amidst the soft folds of a bed.

Man, Saint-Henri is a maze of streets that groove with history. Du Parc, you know, has that chill, worn-down look with graffiti that shouts stories. And near the Lachine Canal, ahhh – pure soul, seriously. I often stroll by the canal when tasseling my own thoughts after a long day at the parlor; it’s like nature’s own remedy. There’s this little hidden park near Atwater, so quirky and offbeat, where even I stop to chill sometimes.

Saint-Henri Residents Take a Stand Against a Real Estate Developer