The national media has been all over the donair story, now that city council has declared the donair the official food of HLLIFLX.
An old man returns to Paris, as every old man must. He finds the winter winds blow cold, his dreams have turned to dust.
Not this old man.
Folks, I just wanted to let you know that I’ve got the competition for HLLIFLX poet laureate all locked up. Don’t even bother applying. The job is mine. The judges won’t be able to deny my talent once they see this masterpiece:
There once was a guy named Waye
Who rode on his bike all day
He started in HLLIFLX and rode to DLRTMOUTH
Back in the ’50s, my sister was a member of the Ceilidh Girls Pipe Band in New Glasgow. Sometime during the summer of 1953, the girls were invited by the Province of Nova Scotia to appear at a trade show at Madison Square Garden in New York City, where it had set up a booth.
I have been fascinated with Italy ever since my mid-teens when I read about its participation in the Second World War. But I never got to see it until now.
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