|The Graffiti artists should have been in school. Attawapiskat.|
|Mud season. Okay, so it's a pot hole.|
|Dust in the wind.|
So now I have been a week without the internet. I have bug eyes, my hair is greyer. Much like everyone else in this town. The air is blue with collective F-sharps cried out in abundance daily. Why is it in the poorest countries of the world that I have visited as long as I have electricity, I have the internet? And in developed CANADA, I have gone as much as a month before connections could be fixed?