Toronto: Morning

There’s a feeling in this city, the subway beneath your feet, the hard streets and stares of traffic cops on your morning walk home in last night’s dress, the pay phone users, like lighthouse keepers, angry and obsolete, whispering warnings, wanting revenge while sunlight snakes towards grey windows waiting to let the light in.

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