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I hit up this corner—boom, there she is! Red heels, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she dgaf. I’m thinkin’, “Is this love authentic?”—another *Certified Copy* line, ha! Nah, fam, it’s just business, but my brain’s spinnin’. I’m yellin’ inside, “Eric, chill, this ain’t a rom-com!” She’s quotin’ prices like it’s a damn menu—50 for this, 100 for that. I’m like, “Girl, I ain’t tryna buy your soul!” Laughin’ my ass off, but lowkey surprised how chill she is. Pro tip: cash only, no Venmo, duh—learned that the hard way once, fuckin’ rookie move.

St. Ghislain

Jan 11,  · One tenth of it he kept for his own needs. The rest, he took to a prostitute. He would hire her for the night. And when they went to her chamber, he would first tell her that Missing: Saint Ghislain.

Man, I even have my secret coffee hole on Rue des Émois (yep, that’s the name I gave it) where I scribble down all my wild theories on human connection. I sometimes misspell half my notes (typo central, sorry not sorry), but it adds to the charm. The town’s flaws, the little imperfections, spark joy in my professional brain and heart.

First nations in Quebec and Labrador recognize the rights of the St. Lawrence River