My phone beeped.
“You know where the Black Lab is, right?”
My friend had tickets to a concert. But she couldn’t, for the life of her, figure out where the venue was. This is not unusual in the Vancouver punk scene, where the most vibrant locales operate under cover of night. Instead of advertisements listing a street address, they read “Location: Ask a punk.” The idea is, if you’re trustworthy, you’ll know someone who can tip you in. (BTW: the Black Lab, now defunct, was a punk space in the Downtown East Side.)
