So I’ve been cleaning a bookstore in Chinatown for the past couple of months. On Tuesday mornings. I put on some old clothes, affect a smile, and take the R5 bus to the store, on Georgia Street. I like the work. More than I expected to like it. I li

I had a pretty serious girlfriend in New York. Her name was Jill. I was nuts about her. Jill was a part-time teacher in the math department at NYU. She lived in New York but she was from Vancouver—the same city, coincidentally, where I was shooting a TV s