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The Princess Margaret Hospital is under construction.
Tough guys, down from whatever floor they’d been warehoused in at the hospital, sat outside smoking.
Monique was inconstant.
My Uber driver was a solidly built man near sixty.
She was probably about twenty.
As many of you know, literary genius Margaret Atwood and I have had an acrimonious relationship ever since I interviewed her for a fantasy baseball magazine ( https://michaelmurray.ca/atwood-interview ).
Outside of the Princess Margaret Hospital people sat about taking in the unseasonable temperature.
The other day Rachelle and I had lunch at Joy Bistro on Queen East.
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