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When Cath approached me to write down a short story about our trip to Brooklyn , I was ecstatic. I thought I’d be able to express, in a few descriptive words, what we’ve experienced during that trip. I was wrong. I don’t think I’ll find any words to describe riding…

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Petit haut le cœur, un rote pis ça passe. J’ai le dos accoté sur mon matelas de sol. J’aurais préféré le confort des boobs, mais la gente féminine ne se plaindra pas: je pue et je feel bad ass. «Next time, girls»! Nous étions 14.
Nous étions Montréal.

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