I couldn't help it...

... but I'm right where I started with my Montreal love affair.

I can't wait until I have enough money to haul all of me (books, movies, possessions) East. To live in Montreal. To breathe the French-Canadian air that always smells sweeter than the pollen-infested Edmonton air. 

I went to Point à Callière and checked out the Love Exhibit. Little did I know that this exhibit would prove what I've secretly known for a year: I'm not the first person to fall head over heels in love with the city! 

I'm a Montreal cliché.

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