Only in Montreal, #3

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I live on the French side of town in Montreal and I don’t speak any French. Part of the fun of being a linguistic minority in my neighbourhood is witnessing the activities that unfold at my local gym. Besides the local color, there is usually ridiculous music playing over the speakers – techno from the early 90s, french pop music, ambient tv ad tunes, etc – but yesterday was the best: French folk music! It was the type of folk music you’d hear in a wooden shack of a pub in the deep woods or down by the docks. Lovely stuff that has its time and place, but it was a deeply unexpected soundtrack at a gym that hosts more lycra than seen since this beauty’s workout VHS tape.

Only in Montreal…

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