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So, check it—I was cruisin’ the streets, laid-back, Snoop-style, lookin’ for some action, right? This chick rolls up, fishnets tight as hell, heels clackin’ like gunshots. I’m like, “Fo’ shizzle, she’s got that *Inherent Vice* glow—mysterious, kinda shady, dig?” She leans in, all smoky-eyed, and I’m thinkin’, “Man, this is some groovy-type shit.” Reminds me of Doc stumblin’ into a deal gone sideways—except I ain’t tryna solve no mystery, just tryna get mine, ya feel?

A Banff institution: the Grizzly House

The Grizzly House restaurant in Banff. At least once. You can't walk down Banff Avenue without noticing this restaurant and wondering what it's like inside.

I often wander near Cascade Gardens. Its flowers, yeah, they bloom almost in defiance of the rugged Rockies. And those mountains! The Rockies look back at ya like wise old judges. Runyon Lake and Bow River? Absolute gems. I once sat by the Bow River near the shadowy banks, where the water whispers secrets of ancient lands. Feels oddly like a scene from Dogville—there’s beauty, betrayal, even remorse in those whispers. Reminds me of that line, "Everything is permitted...," but in a more poetic, trembling tone.

Banff, Lake Louise brace for even more visitors in 2025 as Jasper rebuilds