Scraped Crusaders at Money Gang: Winter Builds Part 1

The weather is cold. It’s actually fucking freezing here. Across the street from my destination, the armpit of Southern Oshawa (a bar called the Down Omer) is almost vacant; Nothing surprising at 3 O’clock on a Thursday. ¬†Sandwiched between a 24 hour Mac’s Milk gas station and a privately owned drab Office Supplies Depot, you […]