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So, picture this: a prossie—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, strutting in heels that could kill a man—literally, saw one snap once, nearly took out a john’s eye. Hilarious, but pissed me off—wasted my damn time watching. Candy’s got this vibe, y’know? Like Penny Lane from the flick—mysterious, broken, but owns it. “I always tell the girls, never take it seriously,” Penny says. Candy’s the same—smirks at the losers panting after her, but her eyes? Dead. Lies to herself every night.

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So, I’m wandering around, trying to find another spot. I end up at this tiny place on the Veenlust. The barista’s super nice, but she spills my cappuccino all over the counter. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” But then she gives me a free muffin to make up for it. Sweet, right? I mean, who can stay mad when there’s free food involved?

Kelowna's ties to Dutch city live on long after 1944 liberation