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Vancouver’s collective depression and another hypothermic bike ride

I woke up this morning a little before 6:00, and registered some good things about the day. First, it was already starting to get light out. Secondly, it was a holiday—that meant no traffic noise. Instead, all I could hear … Continue reading

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