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It felt good to be home again, as I had grown nostalgic and longed for what was so familiar to me. I returned to the familiar streets and places I h..
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The midsummer of 2008 was upon me, and I had settled into St. Catharines and a new daily routine. I’d print t-shirts each morning, working alo..
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Have Gun, Will Travel
My instruments and inks
All neatly compact
In bright shiny cases
Of silver and black
I wish to venture
Across this lan..
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I had returned to Edmonton as winter’s arrival beckoned. I moved to the west side of town, as it was closest to the new tattoo studio I would ..
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The day after I received the email, I received a phone call from Cadillac, and he urged me to come see him to help out in the new shop. As well, we ..
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The tigers are sleeping
Warm in their beds
Lazily lounging
With dreams in their heads
Sleep in the sunshine
And awake in the night
Roaming in ..
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What once was child’s room
Now rests my bed
Spray-plastered ceiling
With stars overhead
Each night do I sleep
Beneath dim plastic glow
L..
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Chinook: a warm, dry wind descending the eastern slopes of the Rocky Mountains, primarily in winter. Chinook is falsely claimed by popular mythology i..
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あけましておめでとう!
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In the true spirit of the season.
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