The temperature is hovering around minus 10 degrees Celsius when, just as dawn breaks, car lights appear and a family tumbles out of a taxi, all rugged up in coats and beanies.
This is a daily occurrence of late and the Royal Canadian Mounted Police are ready for them.
Standing on the bank of a frozen creek they call out: “Stop. Stop.”
“Do you speak English?” they ask.
“If you cross you’re going to be arrested. Do you understand?”
A woman in a coloured headscarf, carrying a toddler, responds in the affirmative. The group scrambles across the creek, dragging duffel bags and suitcases.
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