Tagged: letter from montreal
Cinema V
The Initiation
Playing the Feeld
The Roommate
A Little Bit More Fabulous
The Pickle Helper (Requires Subscription)
Letter from Montreal
Up On The Roof
Letter from Montreal
The Shape Of A Scene
Letter from Montreal
The Plaza
Letter from Montreal
Past Curfew
Letter from Montreal
Good Neighbours
Letter from Montreal
Queer Atmosphere
Vanishing Act (Requires Subscription)
Letter from Montreal.
Melting Away
Letter from Montreal.
Highs and Lows
Letter from Montreal.
Peak Performance
Letter from Montreal.
Melting Pot
Letter from Montreal.
The Rides of March
Letter from Montreal.
Home Ice
Letter from Montreal
On the Lam
Letter from Montreal.
Leaf Thief
Letter from Montreal.
A Schwartz’s in Paris
Katie Sehl seeks fresh meat.
Cat People
Montreal is a city of cats. Most get let out the door on Moving Day, never to find home again.
You Want to Travel With Him
The Still Waters of the St. Lawrence
Maija Kappler revisits her hometown.
No Woman Is an Island
Deborah Ostrovsky on how in addition to being the city of love, Montreal is also the city of broken hearts.
Ollies in Outremont (Requires Subscription)
Looking at Montreal from the perspective of a skateboarder.
A Site for Soirées
Hélène Bauer dines with ghosts in Old Montreal.
Les Enfants du Roi
Montreal's Plateau, or “La petite France,” is overrun with elegant, polite French children.
Catching the Light
Once, my grandmother and I got lost. We stood under a willow, the sunlight tickling its long strands, the light flickering.
Remembrance of Poutines Past (Requires Subscription)
As the sun crept downwards, we rushed around Stone Town’s maze-like alleys, gathering supplies before the shops closed for evening prayers.
As the Snow Flies (Requires Subscription)
It was a November afternoon when I first saw confetti falling from the sky.
Old Haunts
The night I moved into my apartment, I heard my roommates planning to cleanse the house of evil spirits.
Letter from Montreal: Under the Paifang
Fragments of my parents’ past are strewn all over Montreal's Chinatown.
Letter from Montreal: The City Undressed
He looked at me as if there had never been anyone else. Until he didn’t.
Letter From Montreal: The Ghost in the Machine
Playing Quebec's VLTs feels casual. That’s a big part of the reason people pour their paychecks into them.
Letter From Montreal: Il Et It Une
Only four snippets of text remain, part of a lengthier phrase broken up by time and neglect.
The Spirit and the Flesh
The role of the body in Christian worship has historically inhabited an ambiguous space between sacred and sinful.
Letter from Montreal: A Mile End Beginning
I’d just moved, and newcomer logic dictates that you never say no to anything.
Ne Me Quitte Pas
When the Parisian leans against me on the bleachers, I feel like I am winning by 250 points.
