An article in the G&M yesterday began with a line, In Vancouver these days, it’s all about winning….
My first reaction was in Vancouver these days it’s all about getting out of the way and queueing for pointless exploits. Then I began to reduce the sentence down til I had Vancouver is all about.
Vancouver is all about.
Vancouver is all about
Something round and round the garden about it.
This statement is akin to the wonder of whether there’s life on Mars.
Millions of abouts. Everytime someone blinks another “about”.
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