The broken Mickcycle is in your back yard Joe, under the railing. After I dropped it off, I drove across Queen Street to Lansdown and headed up to the house. I'd forgotten just how truly bizarre it is in that stretch of Parkdale. It was like the day of the living dead. Everyone in T.O. should be required to pass through there once a month just to remind ourselves how good our lives are. Wow. What an eye-opener.
Sporgey
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that's why i love it - feels like every day i'm in the midst of some dream-like fellini/george a. romero/spike lee/larry clark collaboration...fightin' the good fight in the 'dale.
in the ghettoh oh oh oh oh
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