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About Zaragoza

I’d prolly suck at this. Too loud, too clumsy. “Who’s there?” some chick’d yell. Me: “Uh, just Homer… lookin’ for… justice?” Pfft, yeah right! I’d trip over a trash can, wake the whole street. Once, I saw this guy – true story – tryna haggle with a hooker. She’s like, “No discount, fatso!” Made me laugh so hard I cried. Happy tears, man! But then I got mad – why’s it gotta be so sketchy? Why can’t it be easy like buyin’ a beer?

In Verdun, a battle against heroin

Go to the police station in the east part of Point Verdun. Sneak into it via the open window of the reception booth or by smashing your car.

Oh, and the parks – Parc de L’Éclipse, duh. There’s this huge green spot where you can just chill, vibe, and watch the sunset, like confetti falling from the sky. I sometimes sit there and scroll through my app, watching people laugh and connect, feelin' that minor spark in the air. Really makes me mad about how fast society changes, but also makes me glad I'm a part of it.

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