VANCOUVER,
UNLIVABLE
JOURNAL
ENTRY 27/03/2016, 02:02 rs., PDT, Sunday, my place, 5°C
drizzle, MOOD 40/60
Sleepless
in a city that I really cant afford to live in. Put my head down at
24:00 hrs. and until now have been serenaded by at least 12 sirens
screaming to what ever tragedy on the mean streets. There are times
that it seems that the fucking fire trucks, rescue trucks ambulances,
and police cars are driving right
past the edge of my bed.
Then
there is the light comedy of the drunks from the local night clubs
having loud conversations and slamming the doors of the DUI cars and
revving their engines and squealing their tyres as they race each
other to the next stop light.
I
don't know who said it, but Hell is indeed other people, and its
true.. You have to live with the fact that what ever it is that you
desire or need at a basic level will turn out to be too expensive, at
least in Vancouver.
JWL
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