Man, I finally admit it to myself. I like Quebec women. They're arrogant, they're vain and wicked. Yet they're also unbelievably hot. My name is Samuel Marc Antoine. A big and tall Black man of Haitian descent who recently moved to the City of Montreal in the Province of Quebec from the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a United States Citizen but I speak some French on account of having a African-American father and an immigrant Haitian mother. Plus I grew up in a heavily Haitian section of Boston where most people spoke English, French and Haitian Creole. I presently work at Le Guichet Provincial, a tax services company. Nice job if you can get it.
I have my MBA from Northeastern University in Boston, so finding work in Canada wasn't too hard. The international clearance thing was the only problem but everything worked out in the end. Mainly because I've got nothing to hide. If you're an American or European professional working in the Confederation of Canada, they make you go through a long screening process. Personally, I think only a quick background check should suffice but whatever. Anyhow, I'm a permanent resident of Canada now so that makes things a bit easier. I like it in the City of Montreal. It's a lively, European-style City which oddly enough reminds me of Las Vegas in Nevada. Why? The eternal party atmosphere!
I am slowly adjusting to life in the City of Montreal. There are lots of Haitians there. I love my Haitian brothers and sisters. What drove me to leave the City of Boston, Massachusetts, for the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec? Long story. It involves this lady named Marie Saint Preux. This gorgeous Haitian gal I knew during my school days. We were engaged. She left me for another guy. An ex-friend of mine named Liam Kinsey. A married White guy at that. Kinsey and I knew each other at Northeastern University. I decked him when I found out he'd been messing around with my lady. Friends don't sleep with friends girlfriends. Right? Long story short, Liam Kinsey went back to his wife Maeve O'Neill, Marie left me, and I left the City of Boston. It's amazing how things can go wrong in a man's life when they involve an unfaithful woman.