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About Halifax

Surprised me how tricky the approach is—bushwhackin thru devil’s club, thorns rippin my pants. Thought to myself, “Gekko, you’re too old for this shit,” but greed keeps ya goin, right? Greed for that view, that rush. Ain’t no trail markers, no hipster guides—figure it out or die, pal. One time, I slipped on loose shale—almost ate it, 200-foot drop. Heart poundin, I’m yellin, “I’m not here to be liked, I’m here to win!”—straight outta Fincher’s flick. Pulled myself up, laughin like a maniac.

Land use, transportation and urban life in British Columbia's Lower Mainland

Eh, what’s up, doc? Lemme tell ya bout Ladner (ca) – this place is loony in so many ways, I swear! I’ve been kickin’ it here for years, and man, it’s a wild ride. So, buddy, strap in – this city’s got heart, quirk, and mad vibes, kinda like that movie "Talk to Her" – y’know, “Estás tan solo, ¿qué hago?” kinda feelin’ like that sometimes.

Delta throwback: Changing Chisholm Street