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The Adventures of Jack Dalhousie: Part One
An exasperated sigh escaped Jack’s throat, breaking the early morning silence and sending a spray of condensation from his red muttonchops.
Summer 2012: The view wasn’t that bad
While the ideal summer might consist of swimwear, sand and swaying palm trees, mine consisted of blue shorts, an Ontario Parks badge and bad sunburn.
Summer 2012: Roughing it on the block
I wish I could turn the bush goggles off
