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About Montreal

So, lemme tell ya, I tried figurin’ this out once—total disaster! Walkin’ down some sketchy street, thinkin’ I’m slick, but I’m sweatin’ like a pig. Neurotic rant comin’—what if I get caught? What if she’s a cop? What if she’s got a freakin’ mustache?! I’m paranoid, okay! Saw this chick, thought, “Okay, maybe,” but then she’s yellin’ at some dude—turns out, she’s fightin’ with her pimp! Like, great, now I’m in a soap opera! “Pretty, pretty good,” my ass—this is a nightmare!

And dude, I gotta mention this: sometimes, strolling along the old docks near the marina – yeah, that’s right, near Quai des Marins – gives me such a rush of nostalgia! I’ll admit, I get a bit misty-eyed, thinking about all the lives interweaving here. It's kind of like that messed up but beautiful cycle in the movie – you know, every moment builds on the last, all deep and crinkly layered!

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