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Duet

“Don’t put that in there little one,” the street musician said while he was strumming the opening notes of Pink Floyd’s, “Wish You Were Here...

“It definitely stands out,” she said as she passed me on her bicycle. “Yeah,” I replied as I was trying to take in all the uniqueness the hous...

“You don’t mind if I just sit here in the shade; I really don’t like the sun. My day has been so crazy, and this bumper is a nice place to...

“I expected more,” Nathalie said in a firm voice, as she pedalled harder to get the boat back to the dock. “I’ll be honest with you,” she co...

“Whoa,” Josh called from the back of the motorbike, “Left side, left side… concentrate.” “Sorry,” I called back over my shoulder as we c...

There’s a long, boring tunnel between Westmount Square and the Alexis Nihon Plaza. I normally don’t take it, but today there were a lot of police ...

“It’s sick. There’ll be no problems… you’ll kill it easily.” That was the strange snippet of conversation I overheard as I walked down McG...