Hello. I'm Trac. Or, at least, that's what all my friend's call me. It's short for "traceur" which is one who participates in the art of parkour. That's how I got my name -- Parkour is my life. It's all I have left.

Sebastian Taylor Charlebois. That's who I used to be before everything fell apart. I gave up my life to alcohol, drugs and sex. I went from bad off, to alright then right back into the gutters of Montreal where I am. I don't have tiem to feel sorry for myself; plenty of people would would love to see me dead. Even more would like to see me torn apart, tortured or worse. That's why I have to be careful: where I go, who I talk to, what I steal. For every one person I can consider trusting, there are fifteen that I have to worry want to kill me.

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So this is my life. Avoiding death, trying not to starve. Keeping myself physically, mentally and spiritually satisfied. It's not a pretty feat.

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