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BLOOPER: Evon & PepperBrooks (Movie Phone)

Watch us as we go through trials and errors while recording our first YouTube Video ever! Do you need Evon to record your professional voicemail greeting? Send us a message for a free quote 🙂

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PuRRRfectly Conquering My Fears!

Most people forget their new year resolutions after a month…Remember mine? Click Here if you don’t remember… I’ve decided to not break my resolutions. Hence the video below. I am conquering my fear of public speaking! Listed as #6 My heart will be racing when I hit the publish, more importantly, public button. I’m happy, […]

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My name is PepperBrooks and here is MY STORY

My name is PepperBrooks and I am an inspiring journalist, creative strategist, and human services counsellor – and over the last 18 years, I’ve focused my life on helping vulnerable communities. Why? I was bullied as a child and it damaged my self-esteem, which I am learning to regain, still, every single day. I became […]

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9 Rules to Live by when Someone Hurts your Feelings

1. In all seriousness, Karma is a B! Use the idea of Karma to let it go. Just know that their are higher spirits that never sleep. PB — Ok, that was a bit mean…but here’s the nicer stuff… 2. Don’t change, remain true to yourself and don’t become bitter or revengeful. Be the same […]

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9 signs you are being used

If you align the stories/lip service with the actions and they don’t match, usually that means there’s a missing link and that missing link is called manipulation folks. They call when they need something or allude to needing something, hoping (because you’re a good person and you care) that you will offer to help. You’re […]

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How a Jazz Legend inspired my ‘full-time’ job

My teenage aunts and uncles watched the Lady Sings the Blues, a biographical movie, on our new colour RCA television. I was scared and I hid behind the single seat recliner, I was maybe three or four years old. I cried behind that recliner, I didn’t know why, but I was overcome with sadness. Perhaps, […]

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