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Pea Man, a person wearing a black shirt and bright green ski mask, stands in the middle of a crowd while holding up a bag of frozen peas.

Stay at UBC long enough and you start to recognize the little things that make autumn what it is on campus: fragrant petals in the rose garden; the oak trees’ edges turning yellow on the malls; the guy in the green ski-mask vomiting, moaning, absolutely housing two-and-a-half kilograms of frozen peas outside the Nest.

Two teenage girls in yellow camp t-shirts, crouched on the ground and holding flashlights.

As a wide-reaching and accessible platform for emerging theatre artists, Fringe is a great opportunity to get a taste for up-and-coming faces and works in the theatre world, so try to catch a show or two!

A blonde gymnast in a blue leotard stands on tiptoe with a large gold hoop in her hands.

By 2022, I had been a rhythmic gymnast for 15 years. I had competed for 12, of which 7 were at the national level. I was recovering from several injuries that I was pretending weren’t career-ending. I was losing love for the sport. Then Nikolova showed up and reminded me what rhythmic gymnastics could be.

Walking through the busy streets of Istanbul after having moved to Vancouver 16 years ago is an experience filled with many sensations, both familiar and not.

The rusty motorcycle took a sharp swerve, slightly tossing my damp backpack. Sitting in the backseat under the poncho flap extending from my father’s back, I tried to guess our location through the thick curtain of monsoon rain.

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