Tag: The Annex
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Walking the Annex
The man in the lineup in front of me at Shopper’s Drug Mart had a sloppy, walrus moustache, smelled of cigarettes and was buying an entirely mysterious amount of loose cans of Diet Coke as if they, and they alone, were the secret to his time machine.
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A Taxi Ride
The other day I grabbed a taxi, and as I got into the back seat I commented to the driver, “ So, you think the rain is going to hold off again?”
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A Wednesday in the Annex
On Wednesday I walked up the street to the Annex Hodgepodge to get a sandwich.
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A Walk Along Bloor Street
A woman from the old world, dressed in mourning black, perhaps for decades since her husband died, walked by me on Bloor Street.
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Going to the Live Organic Food Bar on Dupont
On the patio at Live Organic Food Bar sits a single East Indian woman eating some sort of vegan sushi.
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A Walk Through The Annex In Toronto
The other day while taking the dog for a walk I stopped into a convenience store on Bloor where a young woman was talking to the man at the cash register.
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A Monday in the Annex
Monday was another breezy, unpredictable spring day, and all the pretty university girls– not quite dressed for the weather–walked swiftly down Bloor Street, each one with a David’s Tea cupped between their hands.