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| away from Douglas College, many miles from my loved ones and many miles —

 

_ away from my beloved home. —
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; life. This is a city that really has no business existing in the winter, but sadly, it

does. It’s a rough place, especially with selling points like these: :
THE WEATHER: let's start with the obvious. If you're a West Coaster born

_ and raised like me, you’ve probably never experienced anything like this, and

you're probably completely unprepared for it, too. This week in Selamhewon:

there was a day when the temperature got as low as -50°C. vHow is that even —

~ possible outside ofa science lab? And when the temperature gets that low, it
does messed up things to you. For example, have you ever felt the boogers in
your nose freeze? It’s not only horribly uncomfortable, but it makes you so
self-conscious because you keep thinking you’ve got something hanging out of
there. And it’s a dry cold, too, so your skin dries out to the point where it cracks:
and bleeds, arid you don’t really get snow, just the odd dusting. It puts a cramp _

on the night life, too (fun fact: despite what you may think, Saskatoon actually ©

has a pretty happening scene at night; when I came here, I figured] might be .
able to “cut loose” at Boston Pizza at best), because it’s hard to look your best.
when you’re wearing about three sweaters, and your dancing shoes are heavy
boots that construction workers in Fort McMurray might wear. Not classy.
THE DRIVERS: in Saskatoon, pedestrians aren't so much guided by walking ‘

signals, but dared. Yes, pedestrians have the right of way; but that doesn’t stop

_ Saskatoon drivers from outright mugging you for that right. It doesn’t matter if |

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“THE WEED: thy, rm not going to say I purchase weed or aay his that
. would be illegal, and it supports terrorism and puts hair on your palms... or, so

I hear. However, I have a good “friend” who paid $30 for a bag of Saskatoon’s _
finest chronic, and needless to say, my “friend” was ‘severely disappointed.
But he’s West Coast like me, so maybe he’s spoiled; if he were to buy a bag at
that price in Vancouver, he would get a fair-sized bag of good-looking, healthy

+ green-coloured, sticky-icky bud, not a damp-feeling, orangey-brown bag of
} bullshit i in a bag so skimpy that you think the guy selling is Playing a Joke on
“ you. Rather, the dealer was playing a joke on your “friend.”

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Your friend i in high fidelity,
Liam Britten ag
Editor-in-Chief
The Other Press * .