The Only Monster Here Is The Gambling

Without Question It May Be Said Of Vancouver That Her Position, Geographically, Is Imperial To A Degree, That Her Possibilities Are Enormous, And That With But A Feeble Stretch Of The Imagination Those Possibilities Might Wisely Be Deemed Certainties.

And Heaven, That Every Virtue Bears In Mind, E'en To The Ashes Of The Just Is Kind.

We Cannot All Hope To Combine The Pleasing Qualities Of Good Looks, Brains, And Eloquence.

There Is The Heat Of Love, The Pulsing Rush Of Longing, The Lover’s Whisper, Irresistible—magic To Make The Sanest Man Go Mad.

I'll Get Out Of This City Alive, Even If It Kills Me!