A Maritime farewell
I arrived in Whitehorse on Aug. 20, 2000. My plan was to explore the North for one year, then move back to my homeland of Halifax, Nova Scotia. Due to the magical persuasion of the Yukon, I remained in Whitehorse for four years. That is, four great years.
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