[dropcap]I[/dropcap]t was a beautiful day. The rare Vancouver sun was shining and I was merrily on my way to Harbour Center via the 135. Enjoying the day to its fullest was on the agenda, despite the responsibilities of school. As I neared downtown, I couldn’t help but notice that even the people who had made the streets their home seemed to have a certain pep. Then it occurred to me that in my seven short months of living here, I had completely grown accustomed to this relegated group being a permanent fixture on the streets of Vancouver. Why had I…
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[dropcap]S[/dropcap]tarbucks, why you gotta play me like this? I thought we had something special. Now you’re throwing away what we had and are replacing it with something awful. The general principles of your Rewards system remain the same — register…
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To sport Nike shoes, a Bench jacket, and fine denim while holding an iPhone 6 and a Starbucks coffee, but exclaiming in a pouting voice, “I’m so poor,” strikes me as considerably misguided. Is it just me, or do students…
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