Montreal (Part Two)
This city speaks not one, not two, but three languages, even four, maybe more. The carefree brown-eyed girl– she thrusts her fingers into the Earth scoops...
This city speaks not one, not two, but three languages, even four, maybe more. The carefree brown-eyed girl– she thrusts her fingers into the Earth scoops...
I love this city … at least, when it’s not winter. I was riding the Metro toward downtown from Le Plateau-Mont-Royal , and a young man boarded my tr...