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Walking down to Wreck beach during Winter would sometimes feel like I was entering paradise, like I had been teleported. I would think and I would say to myself, out loud, eyes wide open, with a smile brimming, a face in awe, a mind in confusion, a mind euphoric: "What... is going on? What... has happened? This... is ARRIVAL! I... HAVE ARRIVED!"

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Jason Evans

Canmore, Canada

Graduated 2017, Bachelor of Arts - Psychology

Faculty of Arts