The Vancouver Province News Paper: All the pain, suffering and death you could ever want: the needful things.
The Vancouver Province News Paper: All the pain, suffering and death you could ever want: the needful things.
I saw an older man on the bus today; he looked to be about 60. He was dressed exactly like Eminem: red hoody, track pants, a cap with a flattened brim. It was so shocking that my first thought was to wonder whether he had some sort of premature aging disease. It was only later that i realized that it was Eminem; somehow lost in time, into his past and our present.
The sun. The goddamn blessed sun.
After 6 months of gray skies in the city of Vancouver…what William Gibson was surely referring to when he wrote: “The sky was the colour of a television tuned to a dead channel.” I understand why people used to still worship the sun.
