Hey. I’m Weston. Born here in ’81, right on the banks of the L’Assomption River. You know the town – 20,000 souls, two main drags, and a church steeple that watches everything. I’ve been a sexologist, a writer, and for the last six years, the guy behind the AgriDating project (yeah, we match people who…
I’m Weston. Born here in L’Assomption, 1981. You know that stretch of Rue Saint-Étienne where the river bends? Yeah. I’ve studied desire for two decades – taught human sexuality at Cégep de Lanaudière, coached more awkward first dates than I can count, and yes, slept with people who later became friends. And enemies. And one…
Hey. I’m Weston. Born here in L’Assomption, back when the river still smelled like something other than regret. I’ve been a sexologist, a writer, and a guy who’s watched this town fumble through desire for over forty years. So when someone types “adult massage L’Assomption” into a search bar, I don’t roll my eyes. I…
Hey. I’m Weston. Born on a crisp November morning in 1981, right here in L’Assomption, Quebec. You know that small town on the banks of the L’Assomption River? Yeah, that one. I’m a sexologist—well, former sexologist, now a writer, researcher, and occasional dating coach for people who care about the planet as much as they…
Hey. I’m Weston. Born here in L’Assomption, back when the river was cleaner and the gossip was dirtier. I’ve been a sexologist, a dating coach, and a guy who’s spent too many nights trying to find a decent place to, well, not sleep. So when someone asks me about love hotels in our little town…
Hey. I’m Weston. Born here in L’Assomption, back when the river was cleaner and everyone knew everyone’s business – still do, honestly. I’ve been a sexologist, taught human sexuality at Cégep de Lanaudière, and watched this town try to reconcile its Catholic roots with… well, the fact that people get horny. Lately, I’m writing for…
