Halifax (this is old) (very old) (found in drafts. publish everything in drafts)

The streets are so familiar so far, the exact feel of home, where my parents live home. Cool and pleasant weather. Small town vibes abounding.

I buy bananas, peanut butter, yogurt, bread and beer. To burrow out a little space for me where I'm staying on a cute little street. 

Attractive haligonians wear their hair in little pony tails at the back. With tattoos and cut offs. And sparse facial hair. Adorable, adorable. 

The security guard at the liquor store asks for my ID then asks if I'm here for school blushing the whole time. And stepping back. 

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