Many moons ago, I moved to Nanaimo to pursue a daily newspaperin’ job.
Along with a co-worker and an ever-shifting cast of third roommates, we rented a house.
For the most part, it was fine. Except for a winter that I think about every year since.
One particularly cold day, the furnace pooched out.
It was going to take the landlord a few days to get it fixed, we were told.
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