Vancouver, you are not New York
kingsway used car lot
Rain
weird lens flare?
Look at this fucking hipster.
Uh, well, let’s be honest everybody in Vancouver looks like this guy.
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North Van
The Province / 24 Vancouver letter writer
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Photo(“Binner by The Blackbird”, on Flickr)
The new album, “Vancouver” has already been recorded, and will be released in fall.
(via rooshoes)this is not a huge deal in yaletown
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Just don’t hang out on Main and Hastings or try to buy a house or walk around a park with no shoes on or try to not get asked for spare change when on a walk. Other than that it’s a great city.
karmicunderpath: canadianthings: christinean: #1 - Vancouver, Canada - Liveability Index: 98.0 - The World’s 10 Most Liveable Cities - LIFE HELL YEAH! I just bought my plane ticket yesterday. I’m moving there July 23rd.
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hi drug dealer living in van: GTFO of my neighborhood.
Maria

So these fucking kids, there are actually about 8 of them, are sitting on the back of a packed B-line yesterday heading to 3rd beach. My first thought was that they were from Surrey, the city I grew up in. There were just so many signifiers: their shitty nu-metal goatees, ratty skate shoes, drinking a 2 litre of Brisk iced tea probably mixed with vodka (!!!?), wrap-around fake Oakleys (Foakleys as we used to call them. Clever, right?), their general suburban kid obnoxiousness (loud and swearing every two words), and then finally, one dude pulled out his cell phone and started blasting ‘Santeria’ by Sublime. They all started singing along at the top of their lungs. Natch.
I turned off my music for a moment to catch a conversation about how awesome one guy was at Guitar Hero and something about them all graduating from North Surrey Secondary. Hizzuh! I was right.
It’s like they don’t have parents. Feral children of the suburbs. Raised on Jolt cola, pizza pops and playstation.
I too have escaped from the depths of surrey. Highlights included getting called a fag pretty much everytime i went to surrey central skytrain. walking FOREVER because i didnt have a car. going to band practice took 1 hr. and depression mixed with beer. but you got to escape that shit sooner or later. as fate would have it joined a band and moved into their kitchen so we could go on tour.
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