I asked him how many Kms it gets to the gallon he answered none, it doesn’t do f…… Kms it does miles so I sat down with him and his little dog TT, TT has no eyes, on a bench outside his house across from the beach in Kitsilano and for half an hour he told me story after story. Some maybe mostly true.
His wife came out of the house, a very good looking women in her late thirties, said hello, picked up TT and they drove off for supper arguing about which restaurant to go to.
Life in Vancouver is not dull,
John
Vancouver is always interesting
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