This story recounts the arrival in Canada of numerous Europeans after the Second World War, particularly individuals with troubled pasts fleeing Nazism or Stalinism. Through the story of Normand's father, a former Latvian auxiliary of the Waffen SS, the text explores how these men erased their war crimes by working in the mines of the North. This workforce, often composed of stateless persons and war criminals, found anonymity in major cities like Montreal to start new families. The author paints a portrait of the country as a land of refuge and oblivion where perpetrators silently mingle with the civilian population. By comparing these fates to the tragedies of the Algerian War, the text underscores the fragile social peace built on secrecy and indifference. This bitter reflection presents Canada as a repository of history, where every anonymous face can conceal a murderous past.