In the neighbourhoods

I've always thought cities to be the most romantic setting for any scene or situation in life. It's the architecture, bright lights, sounds, smells, the close proximity to strangers (and lots of them) on a daily basis. You know there's always somewhere to go where there will be something (or someone) to do and that means, there's always a story.

Reading Toronto is a new blog that discusses culture and design in the city. Its tagline agrees with my impressions of urban centres and says, "the city is a book with 100,000 poems," (although I think they're low-balling it).

Sometimes I daydream and think meeting new strangers would help me find more stories and so I browse the "roommate  wanted" classifieds and imagine the people and stories that live in the neighbourhoods. This is perhaps the funniest ad I've ever seen. I'm tempted to inquire just for the fun of it. I feel like I'd love or hate these girls. (Don't worry Jennie, I'm not defecting.) It also sounds like an apartment in the building I fell in love with in the fall. I secretly hope they find another psycho and frustrated, vacate the unit so me and my co-muskateers can move in.

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[miss lambert]

Completely off topic. I bought the M.I.A. cd and it's hot. Loving it.