Halifax was a personal Mecca for the three of us. Though I guess the dog doesn't know much about geography. She does like the smells. Grails and comforts, end states and deep roots: we're not sure what is to come but it all looks good for now.
A small amount of friends in a small city feels like a huge amount of friends in a big one. This place of quickly traversable terrain opens up its concrete easily. We loved here first, before we knew each other through pacific passages and the longest of train rides.
We crossed a continent to get here through pennilessness and cancer.
We expect it to be home.
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