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perfect hunting weather

twenty-seven years and one million words

Halifax, 2003.12.14

I flew into town tonight on Jetsgo—or Jetslow, as I'm beginning to think of them—an hour and a half late as per usual on that airline.

Upon arrival, I found the skies clear and crisp, and the roads clear. Perfect for apartment hunting.

Character is like a tree and reputation like its shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.

—Abraham Lincoln