La Nuit Blanche de Montreal is an open celebration of our city. Together we head downtown with undercover flasks and fall in love with random girls at art galleries. In this surreal adventure, everything seems new again. As hundred of venues open their doors for the night, we become tourists in a city that we thought we knew.
On our way to the Old Port, we climbed on the rooftop of JP’s office: I got the code, it’s ok.
All I want is to be rich enough to not give a fuck about resale value and put slides in all of my residences
washed out - amor futi
can’t get this out of my head,
i really need to get away for a bit soon.
la bete
(by i.thelin)
