Why knowing our neighbours is very important
t's 5:45pm on a typical, rainy day in Vancouver. I have to walk through the parking lot to get to my home unit, which is at the end of the complex. As I feel the cool wind on my face and my hand shakes as it tries to keep its grip on the umbrella, I hear a strange voice yelling "LYNDA!"
"LYNDAAAA", he kept yelling. I remained standing there, right in the middle of the parking lot, in the rain, not quite sure what to do.
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