August 14, 2012

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Red card for bullshit and deceit, oh sporting world!

It all started with a newspaper. Or tabloid, rather. I was standing outside my mailbox holding a blinding white envelope in my hands. The address read from England, and had only taken 5 days to cross the wide Atlantic Ocean to reach the confines of this paint chipped and rusted mailbox here on Vancouver Island.

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Red card for bullshit and deceit, oh sporting world!

It all started with a newspaper. Or tabloid, rather. I was standing outside my mailbox holding a blinding white envelope in my hands. The address read from England, and had only taken 5 days to cross the wide Atlantic Ocean to reach the confines of this paint chipped and rusted mailbox here on Vancouver Island.

Art, Art Shouts

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