May 10, 2011
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So far in Montreal, I’ve: - swam through a pool of clothes at the “dollar dive” at a thrift store (it was six feet deep) -eaten at a restaurant Where everything is Chocolate -gone to a bar called The “Pinq Taco” (for cinco de mayo) -seen a 70’s slasher film at a theatre where the washroom walls/ceiling/door are all mirrors. So. Great.
