I guess with the weather finally warming up, the city has had a chance to begin spring cleaning. I passed a new street sign today on my way from the shala to the coffee shop and I think it might just be my new most favourite thing ever.
It reads:
homeless sleeping
QUIET
I can already hear my father muttering to himself as he reads this and the indignation of living under Toronto's Liberal bleeding-heart-commie-pinko (did I forget anything dad ;) political rule comes rushing to the forefront of his mind.
Love. It.
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spring has sprung when Chin-to-shin is outside to see the SIGNS.....hurray to the warmer weather for that... and possible seat-of-the-pants....sighting :)
The sign that I constantly misread, and then think of you, is on a lamp post on Spadina below Bloor and it reads YOGATHERAPIST and of course I read it YOGA THE RAPIST. Sort of like GOTRANSIT which Iread as GOT RANSIT (read rancid).
Have to wonder about my misreading of the yoga sign.....
love anne
yoga the rapist is just. plain. wrong. so is got ransit. what's happening in that head of yours? you seem like such a nice person ;)
oh those signs... they were created by a student at OCAD from what I understand. And the city keeps taking them down.
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