spring is a little bit late this year
I live in the middle of the heart of Toronto. Although the billboards here are not as grand and poshy as the 5th in NY, you are still uncomfortably surrounded by myriad of overpriced French boutiques and theatre houses. Such convenience, as I later found out, is supposedly part of the ‘whole deal’ of living a vibrant city life. It’s kinda hard to breath around here sometimes. Thank god for the Burger King across the street.
