Montreal, I love you … I will love you forever … you who welcomed me twenty years ago, you who brought all my hopes of freedom.

If I leave you soon it is with a broken heart, full of souvenirs. Yesterday, I did not know that it will be my last winter, my last spring, my last summer with you… One day I might come back to visit you, as we visit an old friend and I will share my aventures around the world with you and the time that flows by … without being able to stop it … and which takes with him our souvenirs, slowly, as the water of your river …

Don’t forget me …