And here I am again.
Montreal is an international city. Not a huge one, but still. Cheap European New York in French. I have the best group of friends here I've ever had.
Victoria has a couple of good friends, the promise of tolerable employment on the fringe of an interesting industry (in other words, much like my current job). No winter. Army town.
Winnipeg has the worst winters, the least connection to the world. Dead center North America. Also a couple of good friends. Art calls to me from here, as well as interrupted emotional arcs. I might feel tall there.
I dreamed of being in New York last night. Am I ready to give up?
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