As an investigative journalist with The Peak, I have taken it upon myself to investigate the most harrowing and shocking secrets hiding behind the asbestos-filled halls of SFU. Let me warn you, it isn’t pretty. Last week, I set out on my latest mission after receiving a very disturbing anonymous tip: To whom this may concern. Every time I walk through Blusson Hall, I get a shiver down my spine. It smells peculiar — like the Care Bears on steroids. It smells like expired m-m-maple syrup. I have lost so much sleep over this. The smell just doesn’t go away!…
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Woohoo: Maple Syrup If there is any link that branches our cruel, unforgiving world with that of the divine, it is sweet Canadian maple trees. Need proof? Well firstly, maple syrup literally goes with everything. Baked yams? Yes. Oatmeal? Obviously.…
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