When I first moved to Toronto last April, I got to see the subway for the first time. I’ll admit, I didn’t know what to make of it, or what to expect. To be honest I was a bit afraid it was an evil lair of thieves and muggers, I thought I could easily loose my wallet on the subway. After hearing stories about New York’s subway, like the roving gangs of Mexican organ traders, you could understand my apprehension.
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The other day I thought it would be funny to dress up in an old USSR football jersey, go to Chinatown, wear a fake mustache and sunglasses, and pretend to be a confused Russian trapped in time and have to eat the strangest Chinese candy I could find. (more…)
