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A Spike and A Naked Woman

My Sunday morning was going to include a walk along the old railway tracks in search of some history. A souvenir. I wanted a spike. Loose ones were hard to find so I was prepared for a long trek. The land that makes up the Arbutus Corridor had been sold and the railway was being […]

Behind Closed Doors

I love my apartment building. We are our own little neighbourhood. It helps that we’re also in Kerrisdale, a perfect, throwback, mid-scale, little part of Vancouver. You get to know your neighbours. People come and people go. Some, like me, have been here for years. We chat in the laundry room, parking lot and stairwells. […]