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I'm a west coast writer, editor, design junky, fashion lover and book collector. After moving to Scotland in 2006 I spent the next five years making my way back home incrementally, by way of Oxford and Toronto. Today I can be found combing Vancouver's secondhand shops, jogging the seawall, and appreciating local microbrews.

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Tuesday
Nov102009

cruel

Walking down Cornmarket this morning, in the rain, after my soggy paper bag dropped, and broke, a fresh jug of milk all over the ground, a pair of buskers were playing Summertime on the trumpet. With no hint of irony.

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