Last night's housewarming made this my home. Invited and unexpected guests braved the snow, that here in Vancouver seems to be a cataclysmic climatic event. I made smarmy remarks to a poor kiwi in my empty-stomach drunken belligerence. That's a person-kiwi and not the fruit luckily.
Used to be about life at 1830 East Pender, the big room on the main floor!
Two years later, I'm at Lucky 1336, and it's a cooperative buy between my mother, father, brother and I.
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