Bonjour-hi,

I have a signed lease in Montréal expiring in the summer of 2022. What has been 8 homes of changing addresses, 5 years of volatile seasons, and 2 languages of confusing acceptance, is to become a single memory of my time spent here.

I do not want my memories to expire, so here I am to write of the city I have hated and loved enough to now call home—

This is Memoirs of Montréal: a story about the people and places of this living city – mailed to your inbox every Sunday.

Subscribe if you’d like these stories. If this isn't enough, find me at rashalama.com and tell me how much I romanticize the city that is eternally under construction.