Toronto ferry dock's
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2014.07.21
Went to see if Ken's cycling gloves were at Toronto ferry's "lost and found"; it turns out that's just a pile of junk on a sidewalk. Not only that, but you don't need any sort of special access to paw through the pile; you can just ride up and start rooting around.
So much for the gloves he left in the ferry washroom after just owning them a week or two.