Last night, while walking home from Bouncing Souls/Youth Brigade/Saint Alvia/Off With Their Heads, I had a stroke of good luck. The show was at The Rickshaw, which is a great new venue but in the scummiest part of town. I live, work and play in East Van, so I walk with my head down, mostly to scan my route for dog poo/needles/random junkie paraphernalia, and admittedly, avoid eye contact with strangers (read: socially awkward). My sharp eyes (with the help of very strong contacts) spotted what looked like a $5 bill on the ground. It was actually a $5 bill and two $20 bills! $45! The irony of this find two blocks from the most cracked-out corner of town (Main & Hastings) was not lost on me, and yes, I did feel a bit bad for rejoicing in this windfall despite not really needing the money, but it was 1am, there was no one around, and I was having a shitty day. Hooray for me.
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