What a whirlwind weekend. As you probably know, I zipped down to Saint John to attend the opening of 50 Paces: an Installation. I flew down the day of the show, and I was up at 4am to catch the recommended Airport Express for my 7am flight via Montreal.For some strange reason, I wasn't able to sleep on the bus or on either plane. It might have had something to do with my dire and unsatisfied need for imodium from the time I got on the plane. Luckily, once I arrived Sandy dropped me at his house for a rest before I was…














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