Yesterday my able homo-guide started our excursion at the famous St. Viateur Bagels in Montreal’s hipster-heavy Mile End, home to many of the city’s artists, musicians, and writers. Think Billyburg, but with slightly fewer sleeve tattoos. The bagels aren’t very New York-y, more like unsalted warm pretzels, therefore I liked them. After bagels, Daniel rented me an orange electric scooter …
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