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Yo, how you doin’? So, brothel, man – wild topic! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it like an archivist, diggin’ through dusty old stories. Kinda like *Memento*, ya know? “I can’t remember to forget you” – that’s me with this brothel vibe! Back in the day, these joints were everywhere, right? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em on every corner – lupanars, they called ‘em. Means “wolf den,” how freaky’s that? Dudes rollin’ in, coins jinglin’, and the girls just smirkin’ like, “Yeah, buddy, you’re number 12 today.”

Ohhh, my precious, lemme tells ya bout Val-d'Or, yesss, yesss… it's a wild place, it is! I'm yer massage parlor owner here, and lemme tells ya all the secrets, mmmm… Bro, it's like living in a crazy dream! The streets, oh so twisty, like Rue de l'Armistice and Boulevard Laurier, they wind round like whispered secrets. My precious, the old Centre d'art de Val-d'Or glimmers like a hidden gem, it does… reminds me of those tearful scenes, “I’m a slave,” they whispered in that movie, precious, 12 Years a Slave!

Interfor selling Quebec operations for $30M, exiting province