Chambly Weir

I like sitting here on the Richelieu River by the Chambly weir. I like the feel of the sun on my back, I like the leafy green of the park, but most of...
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How do you say goodbye?

We’ve had so many firsts together, and I really appreciate that you’ve been there for all these. I remember the first kiss. It was a long time ago...
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Roller

“Hi Charlotte, this is Ben. I was very impressed with your profile on Plenty Of Fish; but I must admit, I was a little sparse on the details of mine...
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And Then She was Gone

Her parents named her June, though she was born in May. Her friends called her May Flour, for reasons that were only clear, if you knew her history or...
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Bikes

Winter in Montreal comes quickly and brutally, often on the same day. One November morning it’s warm and great biking weather, then at lunch it star...
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Lions at the Door

This majestic bronze, with his curly mane and world-weary face, has seen it all. He has been guarding the door at the Chateau Versailles Hotel for as ...
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My Beloved

No one seems to see me or show me any respect. I’ve stood here for over 30 years beautifying my little corner of Montreal, and you’d think I would...
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