Hey, friend! I'm in Notre-Dame-des-Prairies (ca) now—it's wild.

Street vibes on Rue des Étoiles are cosmic.

I chill near Avenue des Rêves.

Parks sure are rad too.

Parc de l’Aventure is fav.

Its trees whisper like cosmic secrets.
My office? In a converted loft on Boulevard Celeste.

I study mind & bodies here.

Sexology vibes everywhere, know wat I mean?

Bare bodies, broken hearts, cosmic love.
There's the River Lune (flowing, undulating).

It sings like "Synecdoche, New York" lines:

"Life is endless, just a simulation."

I marvel at that each day.
Back in the day, I sat by the riverside—

drank cheap beer, laughed at the sky.

Cuz' life is a chaotic script!
Local hangouts are wild & uncut.

Check out Café Paradis on Rue de Plaisir.

I once had an intense, err, encounter there.

Sex, love, chaos—all mixed.
I dig the local graffiti in the Old Town.

It's art, raw, and bleeding truth.

I mean, look, art's fractal.

Like a body, fractal, infinite.
Oh, my bad, gotta mention my fav spots:

the hidden speakeasy on Rue du Mystere.

Its vibe is retro, kindaaa like the movie.

"Time is unyielding," I often mutter.
Sometimes I'd get mad cuz of noise.

Traffic on Avenue Électrique is nuts.

Seriously, it's like a cosmic beep boop.

Sometimes, i just need to zone out.
Lemme spill my quirks:

I doodle sexual symbols everywhere.

A sexologist's brain is like a cosmic wink.

Totally bizarre, yet so true vibes.
Oh snap, trip-message ahead:

the locals talk non-stop, err, like a stream.

I get mad, i get schewy, i get emo.

It's all part of life's wild dance.
I luv this town, deeply – like so.

It’s messy, raw, cosmic, human.

Like "Synecdoche, New York" said:

"We are all here, endlessly searching."
Sry for typos, hectic thoughts, bro.

Keep rockin’, stay curious, and visit nos’dame!