it’s folk festival weekend! music. plus plague-ridden, barefooted, hairy-chested, dope-smokin’, fairly traded, free-range, non-gmo, shadegrown rainforest hippies all together in a park. fun. i haven’t written much here ’cause i’m trying to put together an argument that harm reduction applied to women in prostitution in Vancouver (next, the world), is stupid and misogynist. And deliberately cynical and tragic. i’m also trying to add stories and accordion music.
and i just wanna go back to high school when i didn’t know jackshit about jackshit and it didn’t bother me so much. but the folk fest will do for now. maybe i’ll post something else soon.
