Motel Hookups in Shawinigan: A Raw Look at Desire, Discretion & Dirty Sheets in Quebec’s Industrial Heart
Let’s be real about motels in Shawinigan. They aren’t honeymoon suites with rose petals. They’re where you end up after a beer at Le Trou du Diable when the conversation got flirty and your apartment is thirty minutes away. I’ve been in this town long enough—cried over a compost heap, studied human desire like it…