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About Montreal

So, picture this—me, Kermit, sittin on a log, watchin Sally strut by. She’s got this swagger, like she owns the swamp. Hi-ho, I’m thinkin, “Girl, you’re workin harder than me nailing oak!” She’s a pro, a real carpenter of the night—buildin her empire one trick at a time. Little known fact? Back in medieval times, whores were taxed—yep, taxed! Kings were like, “Pay up, ladies, you’re fundin the castle!” Sally’d be pissed bout that, I bet. Me too—taxin love? That’s cold, man, cold!

Brothels Around Me

Man, some days the city bugs me too – when traffic jams on Cedar Road make me wanna scream “Not now, man!” But hey, it’s all part of the charm, right? Those little annoyances? They make the good days shine like a glitter bomb. I mean, every corner of Estevan, every park, every chill spot tells a story. Like that one time, I nearly burned my eyebrows trying an experimental aromatherapy blend – total mishap but epic memory!

Vimy Ridge remembered as Estevan Legion honours service and sacrifice