Arielle sits in her room, sweating, with the Bathurst street traffic outside her window, upset that Shayn seemingly forgot to call her about going up to his friend Lex's cottage in Muskoka. The phone rings."Shayn! Hey
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So, I realized, I've been home nearly 3 weeks (holycrap) and still haven't left a summary of the last little bit of my trip. Forgive me, for I don't plan to follow the rules of chronology
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It's been a while since you last heard from me, and so much more happened than I would have ever thought possible... not necessarily in quantity, but in quality. I'll try to go chronologically here
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