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The Trio Cities: Vesuvius, Lexington, & Yorkford


Adapted from selections of Charles Rochester's 2014 historical-biographical work: "A Nation on a Hill: Vancouvia" written in characteristic Vancouvian English


Vesuvius

Oh, the gem of the seacoast, the shining diamond of an enlightened nation, a freshly furnished bastion of modernity: Vesuvius! If I could but ready my voice to the necessary timbre, I would shout in the streets over the hum of the criss-crossed elevated trains what an accomplishment it is to raise a full city up from the very sand it lied on not twenty years before, the potential energy growing to the beckoning brim before bursting forth onto Vancouvia's sunset shores. Alas, alas, my words nor voice could do it due justice.

Its worldly businesses and seasoned skyscrapers relishing their premium claim on Trinity Quarter and Lehman's Avenue, its bustling neighborhoods paying tribute to the dollars being churned every day in those great ebony towers, oh, what a privilege it is to count myself among those who have pranced upon its marble walkways and cherry blossom parks. Oh, what a great gift to the Vancouvians, to hold among their consciousnesses the thought that This Is My City, and This is My Capital!

And its ports remind us of Vancouvia's duty: to interact, to breathe fresh air, to sing our song, to prosper! Count me among those who would spend an easy afternoon spying both sailboats and tankers vying for open sea, ship and schooner tracing snowflake paths round the inlet, abandoning nothing but the finest goods and gentlemen at our piers.

I yearn for the next occasion upon which I may ride the high rail through the metropolis's great ravines, looking down upon the men and women of all nations and cultures mingling and working, laughing and being, freely destined for their destiny, freely apt for all aptitudes of life.


Lexington

What greater item lies upon the Grand Vancouvian Rail but Lexington itself? What a sprawling land it is, like a thousand cities had suddenly risen up into one. Surrounded by nothing but industry and agriculture, factory and farm, the two merge together into a soothing stream of sustainable capital. All the while, the historic herds of cattle rustling in the ranches and prairies of its outskirts serve as an appetizer for Lexington's humble heart.

An honest city, a hardworking city, a city where you get what you pay for and pay for just what you need. The hub of the nation, the breadbasket of millions, the climax of a trip well traveled. If not for Lexington, who would comfort us in our sleep? Who would we lean on when in our darkest hours? Who would the Vancouvian soldier fight for, if not for great, sprawling Lexington, our nation's moral centre?


Yorkford

Yorkford is the strong right arm of Vancouvia, the arm that holds the sword yet also the textbook, the arm that ushers in the sunrise without fail and without hesitation. What stranger combination exists than war and peace existing together in symbiosis? Military and education, sergeants and students, sifting together through the peaceful parks and winding canals. Oh, and do not forget the artistic boldness that brushes through the city, its architectural manifestations and its tempered music halls. Look out from the sea onto tall swirls of glass and metal, feel the cold wind and blinding snow, and know that you have ventured upon none other than our Yorkford!

Enjoy the food and music of both domestic and foreign origins. Enjoy the parades and rallies, enjoy the fireworks and air shows, enjoy Gallant Ferris Wheel which peeks over the quiet harbor, and enjoy the majestic Monroe Towers, with peaks that break through the clouds. What's to dismiss about this fine city? For it is a city for one and all, a mixing pot of peoples and their ideas, a link from our corner of life to all others.


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