When you build a town on a hillside, steps become a way of life. Even when the front door faces out at street level, the back door might leave you in near earth orbit. These strong stone steps were on Union Street, Halifax, forty years ago – and they are still there today. Countless bags and bins and boxes have been carried up them and countless tales have been told in their shadow. In this part of Halifax, there is union beyond hope and always the danger of hunger around the corner.
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