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Tag Archives: Toronto
Part V – 9 – 1 Arbitrary, yes. Everything that really matters and can’t be cured by either select memory or a glass of water and Tylenol will essentially be the same tomorrow morning (or early afternoon). Necessary, also yes. … Continue reading
Part I – 29 – 25 I consciously try to build anticipation during day to day activities that have no business being memorable. This includes making the last bite of meal the best bite, (the fork full of salad that … Continue reading
This is not pop. This does not sound like the Monkees. The Clientele create such a dreamy atmosphere, exemplified with the success of a seemingly thrown away track like the spoken The Dance of the Hours that in a way I can see the lumping of them with a genre associated with shimmery beauty – but this is more. Continue reading
The dedication that I pour into convincing myself that my daily commute over a distance greater than even the most emaciated and strangely dry Sudanese runner could attempt to finish in one day requires hours of my efforts and many … Continue reading