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About Halifax

Look, don’t be a dick about it—be chill. They’re workin’, ya know? Surprised me how some chat like mates. One told me she’s savin’ for a motorbike—fuckin’ legend! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d ride into the Wasteland with her. “Oh, what a lovely day!”—sarcasm, cos it’s grim out there.

Shatterday

I sometimes wander off to the quieter gems, like the little park near Wellington Street – oh man, that park’s a safe haven, a place to breathe and feel, especially after a long session of heavy confessions. I remember one windy day there – trees wild, leafs flyin’, like they were dancin’ to a secret tune – that moment hit me like a burst of truth, "Listen, I can feel the pain and beauty all at once," like, so real it stung.

Work On Port Elgin’s Goderich Street Starts Monday