A cost/benefit analysis of living a summer in a gentrified East Vancouver out of my van rather than having somewhere to live. A journal of the adventures with relation to this experiment. An inevitable reflection on home as a concept, and material goods of sentiment.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Now you say you wanna live with me. 1, 2, 3, you wanna do my laundry.
How can you leave a place where people actually enjoy folding your laundry? Seriously!
I'm walking a bit now. I guess I insured the car for nothing. Oh well.
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