It’s the biggest, weirdest story ever. I think I’m glad that I’m around to live through it. So far, my income hasn’t dried up; my house hasn’t been repossessed and the fridge is still well-stocked. So far.
by David Patrick Flemming
Posted: November 9, 2006 It was early January in Nova Scotia and, as usual, it was freaking cold. I was living in a tiny bachelor apartment that I had...
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