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“Where Sydney Cove her lucid bosom swells, Courts her young navies, and the storm repels” — Erasmus Darwin In the 1980s, North America was invaded….
“Where Sydney Cove her lucid bosom swells, Courts her young navies, and the storm repels” — Erasmus Darwin In the 1980s, North America was invaded….
We’re all back to school for the first full week, and I can guarantee that with all this academic tension in the air we will…
I have been suffocated, strangled My words cut short and the flow Ceased My back is broken by black and bulging beasts, Whose sadness seeps…
When we last left Sarah in French camp: part I, has finished her French immersion program in Quebec, and is moving out into the real…
What had started out as a celebration of beauty, turned into a day of distress and contempt. A beauty contest gone wrong turns into an…
The conflict between “left” and “right” runs deeper than opposing political camps each forging their own pugilistic paths toward social enlightenment. I’m referring, of course,…
Last night I had to come to terms with two things: I’ve got a mean bronchial infection and there are spiders gleefully using my bathroom…
Ah September, the leaves begin to change, light crisp air slowly starts to replace the heavy and humid conditions of August and students return to…
Most people believe Leonard Cohen authored the playbook for late-night conversation, drinking wine, making out and then feeling vaguely depressed about it all. But a…
Sometimes there’s an allure to an unknown. In the realm of film, this aura of mystery can often even seem to add some credibility. Unfortunately,…