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So, if you’re huntin’ a prossie, buddy, keep your eyes peeled. Ain’t no “blue book” now, but check them dark alleys or them hush-hush online spots. Stay sharp—some’ll rob ya blind faster than you can say “yeehaw!” Me, I’m just sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Moolaadé,” them brave gals, and wonderin’—what’s your story, huh? How’s that workin’ for ya? Tell me, ‘cause I’m all ears, y’all!

Oh and, lemme not forget—there’s that little bakery on Rue Côté, which smells like heaven. The smell of fresh croissants always stops me mid-rant. I'm like, “Damn, life’s short, get a croissant!” Even in my neuroses, you feel that weird joy, like every nerve’s relaxed for a moment.

Car/train collision in L'Île-Perrot