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malavoie1 · 8 months
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The house at 863 is covered in ivy. Trois-Rivière, QC.
The light that day was very flat and dull. I think that on a sunny day the shadows under the porch would have obscured the details around the door.
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Taken: Aug 04, 2023
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allthecanadianpolitics · 10 months
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MONTREAL — Thick, smoky air blanketed many parts of Quebec on Sunday as more than 110 wildfires raging in the northern parts of the province set more communities on high alert for new evacuation orders.
Environment Canada issued smog warnings for wide swaths of the north, south and west of the province, including Montreal, Quebec, Laval, Longueuil and Trois-Rivières.
In Montreal and Ottawa, the air quality health index was listed at 10 or more, a level described as “very high risk.”
Environment Canada said the poor air quality due to the forest fires will likely continue until Monday morning, adding the risk is highest for people with lung or heart disease, elderly people, children, pregnant women and those who work outdoors.
“Stop any outdoor activities and contact your health care provider if you or someone in your care experience shortness of breath, wheezing (including asthma attacks), severe coughing, dizziness or chest pain,” it wrote. “If you experience any symptoms or feel unwell, stay indoors.” [...]
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haveyoubeentothiscity · 2 months
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Population: 139,163
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searchsystem · 1 year
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Principal / Amphithéâtre de Trois-Rivières / Wayfinding / 2016
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frenchcurious · 2 months
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Alan Jones (Chevron B34 Ford BDA Hart) Canadian Formula Atlantic - Grand Prix des Trois-Rivières 1976. © Motorsport. - source Carros e Pilotos.
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rabbitcruiser · 1 year
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World War I: Germany signed an armistice agreement with the Allies in a railroad car in the forest of Compiègne on November 11, 1918.
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stylized-corpse · 1 month
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@moss-wizard tagged me for a selfie! Here’s a pic of me outside the best record store in Trois-Rivières, Quebec from last Friday.
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prismhockey · 3 months
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Here's your storylines from the world of hockey for January 20, 2024.
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randomoranges · 7 months
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idk why im so blocked with writing recently. everything is so hard lamao. but here is a thing
October Long pt 2
October 7th 2023
Edward had excused himself to take a quick shower and change into more appropriate clothes and so, when he steps out of Élyse’s washroom, it is to more commotion coming from the living room. It seems that the rest of the family, minus Samuel, has arrived and he realises, not for the first time, that it’s been quite a long time since he’s last properly seen and spoken with Jacques and Suzette.
He tries not to panic as he wonders how they’ll react, but before he can discreetly hide anywhere else, Suzette seems to spot him from the other end of the room and she lets go of Étienne with an ear-piercing shriek, before making her way quickly towards him.
“Edward?! Is that really you?! I haven’t seen you in forever!”
He doesn’t even get a chance to respond and he soon finds himself with an armful of Suzette, who is going on about how good it is to see him and how much she’s apparently missed him. He’d forgotten just how energetic Suzette could be – and how strong – given her small stature, but she nearly picks him off the ground with her embrace and when he gets over the initial shock, he finds a way to hug her back. He spares a glance towards Étienne, silently asking for help, but his boyfriend shares a look with his brother and the both of them shrug, amused.
“It’s good to see you too,” He manages to wheeze, when his feet are fully back on solid ground.
Truth be told, he’d always enjoyed his holidays at Jacques (and Suzette’s). If anything, it had been a fascinating observation exercise in the strange dynamics of Étienne’s family. Compared to his own, Étienne’s family had never felt close. Sure, Étienne was close to Élyse, and sometimes Étienne would spend hang out with his cousin Charlie (even though it always felt as though it was done under duress), and he didn’t mind visiting Jacques on occasion, but Étienne and Samuel were like fire and water and it rarely felt as though any one of them would lend a hand to the other if there was some sort of grave situation.
At least, Edward thought, he had civil relations with most of his own family – to some extent – and knew that if one was going through something, the others would pitch in to help out. In most cases. Or – more so than Étienne’s family.
Anyways.
It had been quite interesting to see that despite everything, come Christmas, everyone made an effort and gravitated around to Jacques’ place, as if Catholic guilt, maybe, pulled them all back together. It was always fascinating how it was Jacques who seemed to be able to pull this, given that he was the quietest of them all, and maybe, Edward reflected, that was the key to the success. A stable force of nature to balance out Samuel’s snark and Étienne’s easy to ignite temper when he was around him.
Still, it had never felt forced, or at the very least, more often than not it had never felt forced, and maybe it meant that deep down, they all wanted to get along in their own ways but years of hurt had stopped them from reaching out properly.
But Edward keeps fond memories of those evenings filled with laughter and good food and that, if nothing else, has to count for something.
“You know, I was starting to think we would never see you again. Does this mean you and Étienne have patched things up?”
Edward spares Étienne another glance. It’s not that he doesn’t want to tell Étienne’s family that they’re dating, but he also has not had this conversation with Étienne either. Technically, he also knows that Étienne’s family wouldn’t bat an eye at the notion, but he also doesn’t know if he wants to explain the particularities of his relationship just yet.
“If you’re asking if we’re friends again, then yes, we are.” Étienne comes to his rescue and Edward lets out a sigh of relief. “We finally pulled our heads out of our asses, rekindled our friendship, and El invited him over.”
“Oh! That’s wonderful; I’m so happy for you!”
“Thanks,” They both manage to say in unison.
Edward is amazed that Suzette doesn’t push it, but he’s also glad. He wonders as well if she’s that naïve, or if she’s giving them both the benefit of the doubt. He also has about half a dozen questions he’d like to ask his beau about where Suzette thought he’d been for the past few holidays and whether or not she’d ever really knew that they’d been sort of together back in the days. He’s not about to push his luck and ask, but he’ll have to have a chat with Étienne about it later; it would be nice to have a clear plan and version of facts for when it’ll be needed.
“You should come for Christmas! Like you used to. I can make you a new stocking and it would be lovely to have you over again. Oh, say you’ll come over for Christmas, Edward, please?”
Suzette looks at him with imploring and pleading brown eyes and she looks so very hopeful and pleased with her sudden little idea. Étienne squawks besides him, babbling on about how he must already have plans and how he has a family of his own and such. Edward appreciates the easy out he could take but at the same time, they had spoken about this last year; about alternating. And – it would be nice. He’d have to speak with Calvin and he knows for a fact that Étienne would tell him that Calvin is more than welcome. Plus, Samuel would be happy to see Calvin and vice versa, but he still needs a moment to figure it all out.
“Honey, tell Edward he can come over for Christmas.” Suzette nudges Jacques in the thigh and Edward still thinks it’s comical how this smidgen of a woman has such power over the quiet giant that is Étienne’s brother, Jacques.
“Of course.” Is all Jacques says and Suzette beams, as if that’s all the answer anyone needs.
“I’ll – that’s very nice of you to invite me – I’ll get back to you once I’m back home, but I would love to be there.”
His answer seems to be good enough for Suzette for now and she hugs him tightly once more, mentioning all the things she’s going to make. Edward lets her, oddly calmed by her chatter, until Élyse calls them over to the dining room.
FIN
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drowster · 1 year
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Ambassador Bonjour Québec 2023
Vieux-Trois-Rivières 
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New Audio: Montreal Chill Panic Shares Vibey and Brooding "Day 75"
New Audio: Montreal Chill Panic Shares Vibey and Brooding "Day 75" @mtlchillpanic @heygroover @romainpalmieri @DorianPerron
Montreal Chill Panic is the moniker of a mysterious Trois-Rivières, Québec-based instrumental electronic music producer and artist. Since the project started about 18 months ago, the mysterious Canadian artist and producer has managed to release three albums, last year’s Playing With Time, and this year’s Another Midnight and Journée de travail, all of which have amassed over 350,000 streams on…
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st-louis · 1 year
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i see the lions/royals game is—oh. okay then.
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if-you-fan-a-fire · 2 years
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“Girl "Husband" Will Spend Next 23 Months in Women's Jail,” Montreal Star. March 18, 1942. Page 3. ---- Antoinette Arsenault Dons Feminine Attire for Sentence. === ANTOINETTE ARSENAULT, 37, who dressed and posed as a man and worked at a munitions plant for two years, and "married" a 22-year-old New Brunswick girl, on February 14, will spend the next 23 months in the Women's Jail on Fullum street.
Her male attire and a small black "moustache" had disappeared when she was brought from the jail for sentence this morning before Judge Marin on the two charges to which she pleaded guilty on Saturday. The men's clothes and shoes had been replaced by a woman's. gray tailored suit, silk stockings - and high heeled shoes. Perched jauntily on her head was a blue beret.
SENTENCES CONCURRENT She was sentenced to 23 months in jail on each of the two charges, the terms to run concurrently."
She pleaded guilty under Article 468, Par. 1. of the Criminal Code to having falsified a "certified copy of part of a birth register," her birth certificate, on which she had signed her name as Andre-Pierre Arsenault. The second accusation was preferred under Article 480 of the Criminal Code, and charged that she was an accomplice before. the fact in falsifying a marriage register. She was accused of this second offence for having posed as a male at the "marriage," which took place at the French Baptist Church on Jeanne Mance street on February 14, with Rev. G. Chatot. officiating.
APPEARS IN CHAMBERS Although the girl's name appeared on the court lists for sentence before Judge Marin in one of the regular court rooms today, she was brought up secretly by way of the rear elevator from the garage under the Court House. She was taken directly to Judge Marin's chambers on the third floor at 9 a.m., one hour before the time scheduled for the opening of court.
She was returned to the garage in the same way and taken by automobile to the Fullum street Jail.
It was revealed today that she is a native of St. Celestin, near Three Rivers, and that even as a child, she preferred to play with boys rather than girls, and was called a "tomboy",
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girlactionfigure · 2 years
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nothingexistsnever · 2 years
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"Three-Rivers wants its fourth river!"
Sorry but I laughed. Technically the city was named after the St. Lawrence & the St. Maurice in 1599 or so; they thought there was a third one basically. But we've also got a small one: Millette River. They want to start digging this year to add another one. Apparently there are two other tiny tiny ones, Bettez and Lacerte...
Uh I'm not from around here, I may need to look it up for fun. Lovely place for hiking, but living here is... an experience. Umm.
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