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true life: i have a massive crush on montreal
I would say I love it, but I think it’s too frantic an affection for that. This is the heart-squishing kind of crush where even its flaws make it incredibly endearing and exotic and worthy. Its bilingual signs, its streets of SAQs and sex shops and deps, its backyard mountain, its passersby who will yell “yehhh, frigiiiiid!” at me on the way to Tim Horton’s…I like ‘em. I miss ‘em.