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Toronto, 2005.09.06

Today I resumed my usual route to work, cycling through Mount Pleasant Cemetery and down the Moore Park ravine and then along Bayview to Lake Shore Boulevard.

It was a bit hazy this morning (the evenings are already getting cool, and the humidity hangs around as a light haze in low places) and the sun was shining, so on the Moore Park ravine there were shafts of light stabbing down into the gloom. It was beautiful. After Tokyo, I've really come to see Toronto in a new light. As it were.

On my trek back I stopped in at one of the older shoe repair places in the city and learned that there is likely nothing that can be done for the squeak that my cheap Dunham shoes picked up in Tokyo.

rand()m quote

It's difficult in times like these: ideals, dreams and cherished hopes rise within us, only to be crushed by grim reality. It's a wonder I haven't abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart.

—Anne Frank