Archive for March, 2008

Montreal, Statues À plus!



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Good day everyone. Today, I’m posting this short article to tell you that I have to stop updating this blog for some time. Not out of a lack of inspiration nor because I don’t have photos anymore to share, but because I lack time in order to be able to write quality articles, and above all to translate them in two other languages! After 8 hours of work (sometimes 10 or 12), 3 hours of transportation (to and from work), 8 hours sleeping, and approximately one hour for preparing myself to go to work (eating, etc.) there is not much time left in a 24-hour day to update my blog. So, I prefer to close it now and open it again in a few weeks. I will seize the opportunity to make some changes to this website, to change its design and maybe its server too. So that it will be more interesting, more stylish and more practical! Thanks for your visits and, above all for all of your comments! I hope that you will all come back to visit my blog again once I resume updating it! See you soon!

Montreal Ruelle



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A typical north-american back-alley. The kitchen of restaurants often have a back door that leads to a back-alley. In the evening, the dishwashers throw their garbage in large containers. At night, back-alleys are very spooky and, in some cities, very dangerous too.

Job Travail difficile



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The next time you think that your job sucks, think about the garbage collectors who have to work everyday regardless of the weather, under the rain or snow storms, in the cold or during heatwaves. Garbage collectos have to carry heavily overcharged garbage bags that, sometimes, tear open in their hands and whose contents fall on the ground or on the worker’s pants… sometimes the garbage bags contain pieces of shattered glass or infected syringes, dead rats whose fetid odor gives nausea. Garbage collectos have to carry these bags walking on sidewalks covered with ice, under freezing rain… Well, thinking about people working in the worst conditions that one can imagine can help accept one’s own fate.