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Me, I’d rather grill meat than deal with people. But prostitutes? They deal with the worst. Drunks, weirdos, “I want my fantasy!”—Joe’s line fits. Takes a spine, man. Ever think ‘bout that? I didn’t, ‘til now. Hate everything, sure, but that grit? Can’t knock it. Now, pass me a whiskey—talkin’ ‘bout this wore me out.

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Honestly, Port‑Cartier’s spirit is raw and unfiltered. It's like every corner and every cracked sidewalk holds a secret story. I’ve had days when a pop song on the local radio would make me wanna burst out laughing, then cry, then laugh again—it’s like that crazy, off‑beat soundtrack from “Inside Out”. And hey, if you’re ever hangin’ around for a night stroll, pay a visit to the old pier. Trust me, it’s magical, if a bit rough around the edges sometimes.

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