I'll tell you what I see as the epitome of Abbotsford:
a woman with perfectly polished acrylic nails text messaging on a cellular telephone while driving a shiny grey Audi.
a man in work jeans and a collared shirt driving through Tim Hortons getting the three dollar special in his forty thousand dollar truck.
- both with multiple World Vision children smiling sweetly from underneath a fridge magnet.
It's in all of us. We just fail to see it.
(At my extreme, my thoughts turn to equate these two machines.)
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the eternal optimist pipes up: Aggs, tell me about what's beautiful and great.
....... ... such as those fricking stellar mountains that live in your backyard.
doesn't the raping of the world economy count as violence?
janzen -
go out and sit on the roof at the ol' janzen acres. look out at the sky, and the mountains, and remember, this is the WEST COAST my friend.
we love it here.
or at least i do, forget those surburban nobodies. and remember, this is truly one of the greatest places to live
propganda?
i think so.
what i think is funny is suburban kids making fun of suburban kids.
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