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About Halifax

Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, savvy? Me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, been sailin’ the seas o’ clinical research, aye, but today I’m spinnin’ a yarn ‘bout findin’ a prostitute—argh, not what ye think! Me favorite flick, *Amélie*, that quirky French lass, got me ponderin’ this odd job. Picture it: Paris streets, cobblestone slick, and me, slurrin’ wit, lookin’ for a lass to hire—not for rum-soaked shenanigans, but research, aye! “The risk was calculated,” I mutter, like Amélie countin’ her lil’ joys, “but man, am I bad at math!”

Is this the class I am required to take?

Sometimes I get nostalgic, reminiscing about nights at “Le Café d’Échos”. A little dive bar on Rue du Rythme, if you can believe it, where every laugh and sigh echoed the sentiments of the film—haunting, mystical, and wildly liberating. The night air carries hints of irony; you might hear a local mumble, "Tropical Malady, oh sweet stolen magic." It makes you weep with joy and anger, right?

143,000 customers without power in Quebec after ice storm