Take off to the lake
Sep 10, 2020
2 minutes
t the moment, I’m sitting on my front porch in downtown Toronto, listening to the thrum of a jackhammer pounding my neighbours’ yard. The thought emerges: I sure wish I were at the cottage. It’s not just noise that makes the city challenging. It’s dirty. The rumbling streetcars that crawl along the main street to the south spread dust everywhere, including
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