Bloor Street West


It’s been over a year since I was last in Toronto, which is a strange feeling. It’s one of my favourite cities in the world (in spite of some of its less attractive qualities) and I always feel at home there. I was born in the Wellesley Hospital, which I don’t think is around anymore.

I took that photo last February when I flew in to visit my friends from university. It was a dismal part of the year but that day was clear and nice. All the photos I took on that holiday were in black and white, I have no idea why I decided to do that. It turned the whole trip monochrome in my memory. It was a wonderful time, though. I miss those friends so much.

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