(halifax citadel, numbers one and two)i remapped the east coast; visiting families, mine and other people's, and splurging on cheap motels. charlottetown, fredricktown, windsor, mahone bay...
passing through names i remember, maybe from canadian history lessons in the cumby's kitchen, or maybe from stories of our own.
gold horse fountains, antique music boxes, tidal bores, and accidentally lower west pubnico.
the magnetic hill was not such a bust as i recalled, but i still don't care for lobster, and so, tired of lighthouses, i am almost home again.
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