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Some quick ol studies from screencaps.
You have never seen the Tim Hortons’ employees outside their restaurant. You didn’t apply for a job there when you turned sixteen, but they called you all the same. Twice.
There’s that boy you went to school with, Samuel, he was once so rude that they - you do not know any boy named Samuel.
There comes a time in January when you cannot remember what’s buried under all that snow, and you are glad.
You wonder what the others hear when the winds from the Great North blow; you always want to ask, but the winds made you promise not to.
The week after the New Year, you walk past the frozen lake and hear knocking from under the ice. You smile, and you do not know why.
A warm summer means the maple syrup will taste like rust and something you do not want to name; the trees miss the cold.
The hospital’s waiting room is always full and you can never remember why you’re here.
The weatherman speaks of the coming snowstorm with a fondness you will take years to master, much to your sorrow. They can sense fear.
men don’t die in antarctica like they used to
HMS Erebus in the Antarctic, detail of a painting by John Willson Carmichael, 1847 - edit by Canada History
A football or rugby game between sailors and officers, in front of HMS Terror, during the Back arctic expedition 1836, by first lieutenant William Smyth 1836
GAY TEST: put some of your blood into this petri dish and I'll expose it to a hot needle. I lied this has nothing to do with your sexuality I'm trying to find out if you're the Thing
My quirky and curious Adélie penguin friends
Natural history vol. 2 - British National Antarctic Expedition - 1907 - via Internet Archive