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"Repent Sinner"

If you've set foot on the streets of the greater Vancouver area in the last several years, you've almost certainly seen one of these small sets of instructions. If you're of an inquisitive mind-set, you may have wondered where they came from. If you're of an obsessive mind-set, you may have devoted some time to trying to find out.

 

 

Now, Vancouver's a major metropolitan city, rife with complexity. And if there's one thing I've learned about complexity it is this: it breeds what appears - to the casual observer - to be chaos. This being the case, inexplicability like this is to be expected. What else is to be expected is for it to spiral wildly out of control. As such, finding the source of this phenomenon; the 'first cause', as it were is a tricky thing. After all, chaos, or complexity in the guise of chaos, is a difficult thing to track.
 

 

And don't think people haven't tried to track this one. The phenomenon is fairly well-represented on the 'net. My first stop in the Hunt for Repent sinner was a simple Google search. The best results I came up with can be found here, here, and here. More references can be found elsewhere.

It's all just speculation, though. "A crazy jamaican lady". Who is she? What's her motive?

 

The results were astonishing. The legend of this entity had spread far and wide, and it seemed that everyone had something to say. At this point, I had no choice but to engage in an active search for this, my great white whale.

Much has been found. Stomping grounds. Spoor. Conflicting tales and confusing accounts. Enough to baffle the mind and engage the spirit.

 

 

So.

At the present juncture, we've got areas to stake out, some eyewitness reports, and eliminated a likely culprit. We have proof that he's still active today, and that his methods are consistent.

Where does that leave us?

Well, on our own, nowhere, really. See, Colin and I can't be everywhere. We're gonna need help to find this guy. Therefore, you are all cordially invited to join the Hunt for Repent Sinner. Send us your pictures. Send us your stories. Send us your leads, your hunches, and your contacts. You will be rewarded with what I choose to refer to as "Hunt Points". Pictures will be worth 5 points a'piece. Stories worth 10. Contact with an eyewitness will be worth 50 points. Actual contact with Repent Sinner will be worth 100 points.

And what shall these points be worth? Aside from the obvious honor and prestige of having taken part in such a noble endeavour? Cash. Cash money. Legal tender. Exchangable for goods and services. First person to hit 100 points gets a cash prize of $250. Out of my own fucking pocket. You better believe it.

A tally of point accrued will be listed on this site along with whatever they've contributed.

Let the hunt begin.