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The subway, from Finch to Bloor
The subway car smelled of Tim Horton’s coffee, and besides myself, there were only seven other people on it. It…
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The Pacific Mall
On Sunday, Rachelle and I drove out to Scarborough to go to the Pacific Mall. We were both ridiculously excited,…
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Friday Afternoon
It was 16 degrees out on Friday. Heidi and I strolled down Madison, passing the Kappa Kappa Gamma sorority house,…
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The Jesus Cobras
Last night, in a spirited yet demoralizing floor hockey match, The Jesus Cobras fell by a score of 4-3 to…
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The Grocery Store
The woman in front of me at the grocery store looks a little bit like a bird. She’s far too…
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The presence of a fire truck on Valentine’s Day
It’s funny how two people might interpret the same thing. On Valentine’s Day, a fire truck with flashing lights, parked…
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Moving Day
Last night, at one in the morning, three people were in the process of moving into one of the apartments…
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House Hunting
Our real estate agent’s name is Rod, and I get the sense that he might be a very lonely man.…
