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About Montreal

But real talk, it’s messy, ja? Emotions all over—like Inside Out, Sadness cryin’ in da corner, Disgust turnin’ up her nose. I’d tell ya, buddy, it’s a hustle. Some love it, some hate it, but it’s dere, always has been. Little story: heard ‘bout dis guy in Amsterdam, spent his whole paycheck in one night—woke up broke, smilin’. Dat’s da brothel life—nuts, unpredictable, full-on!

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!

Reporter’s notebook: Covering the 1980 Val d’Or mine tragedy