We just had to call the police on one of our upstairs neighbours... He was drunk and had lost his keys and was attacking his door with a shovel and threatening Wilderness's brother... Scary stuff.

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Si à travers nos veines coule encore le sang...
Si dans les jeux d'enfants on entend encore l'accent...
Si nous sentons encore l'espoir de nos grands-parents...
Si dans les voiles du large souffle encore le vent...
Y'a jamais eu de Grand Dérangement.