Snow, shovel, freeze. Snow, shovel, freeze. Repeat. It’s no wonder I’m daydreaming about swaying sea grasses, seafood crepes and shimmering sunsets. Months after our 60-hour
“I just can’t see it.” “I’m telling you,” Garry insists, “It reminds me of a little European wagon.” “Well, even if I squint, I can’t
Living in a Fantasy World Sometimes you just have to let your daydreams take over. Maybe the only way to stay sane is to enter
I had worked my way through the Armdale Rotary and was heading up Quinpool Road when I saw him ahead. He had a gun pointing
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