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Whistler residents seem to wage an ongoing debate about what it takes to be a "local.

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Oh Canada, our home and native land By Bob Barnett Ownership of land. For generations of Canadians it has been considered a right.

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The Sky’s no longer the limit By Bob Barnett Up until this week London, England was closer to Vancouver than New York City. That changed on Thursday, when Continental Airlines began direct flights between Vancouver and New York.

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"It feels great to feel good again," says Dallas Cristofoli after a year long illness.

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Eric Crowe looks down at the box of newspaper clippings sitting on the porch by his feet. Out of the medium-sized box spill numerous stories, photos and results from a mountain bike racing career that has spanned more than a decade.

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Changing dynamics of retail On a June weekend in 1990, a visitor walking down Village Stroll would have passed several T-shirt stores before crossing paths with locals, on their way to the Pharmasave, liquor store or some other business in the Villag

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Unwanted Royalty, part II By Paul Dillon "I want a boat with a stick and a string," said Sunshine. "You put the boat in the water and push it with a stick. And it floats away! Then you pull the string and it comes back!" She laughed immoderately.

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By Paul Dillon Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying light.

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Mountain High: The Rising Cost of Whistler's Residential Real Estate By Pamela Clarke As the Canadian residential real estate market flattens under pressure from rising interest rates and a lack of consumer confidence, the Whistler market continues t

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By Sallye Fotheringham 6:15 a.m. "Sallye, there's a bear up your skinny alder swaying back and forth, looking in your open skylight." 7:00 a.m. "Sallye, that sow's here again with her cub grubbing in your rotted log in your backyard.