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BUNS

My favourite picture of Miss Lillian Gish, 1915

Autumn in New York - Frank Sinatra

Baby Rabbits

Here in Provence, the Mistral is fair: it blows for everyone and nobody escapes him. Me, I heard the call of the angels and here I am fighting against a breath of ice, walking towards the village grimacing cold. My cape color of the beast barely protects me and if I take my hand off, the crazy wind will take my hat.

Main and Hastings was perhaps the most horrible corner in Western Canada. It was referred to in Vancouver as “Skid Row,” and it deserved the reputation. Vancouver police had long ago come to a tacit understanding with the voluminous addict population of the city: stay in your own little corner of town, and we’ll leave you alone. Police only arrested the most flagrant abusers of the law here, and the result was horrific. The area boasted the highest per capita AIDS rate in the civilized Western World, and absolute poverty was the rule. Drunken aboriginals lay heaped on the sidewalks, dealers openly plied their trade, and junkies fixed their dope in doorways. Ironically, the Vancouver Police Department’s main office was located right smack in the middle of it all; on the corner of Main and Hastings. The fortress-like building was always within sight of the wheeling and dealing pushers.