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I recently got a text message from a number I did not recognize.
Jones loves Spooky Island.
There’s a stillness to waiting rooms.
Broken men, huddled near the doorway to the Salvation Army, look out at the passing shoppers.
These are the text messages that I received from my wife Rachelle,
Like a lot of people, my wife Rachelle and I have a Netflix account instead of cable.
The other night we went out for dinner at Foxley on Ossington.
Last night while Rachelle was working late out in Scarborough, Toronto had another power outage.
There’s no sense of urgency in Charlottetown late on a Sunday afternoon.