On a sunny day last August, I was perched on the bluffs in West Van, off of Marine Drive, just soaking in the scenery with shopvac eyeballs, basking in sunshine and salt spray, when I had this incredible urge, overpowering even, to whip my cellphone off the cliff as hard as I could, and if […]

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