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By contributor Luke Bowles

As the leaves begin to turn colour, catching the golden rays of the morning sun, and fall to the ground, covering the hills in a brittle layer of colour; and as the crisp autumn air fills your lungs, it’s hard not to see the beauty of Nanaimo at every corner. Our city has a rich history and landscape. It’s hard not to be prideful of where I live and learn.

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