August 25, 2007 § 4 Comments
That’s what we climbers call an off-width crack. It hurts on the knuckles.
This post seems a visual parallel to the last. I’m saddened by the seeming decline of my hometown burgh. It has had many ups and down in the past, though.
Mare: I imagine it must.
Sparky: True enough. I do wonder, though, if Montreal has ever felt quite so prissy as it does right now. Thoughts?
Prissy and expensive. I guess they go hand in hand. The steamie has been slowly replaced by steamed milk. The encroachment of trendy is eclipsing Montreal’s inherent weirdness. A heady dose of standardization figures into the mix too. Kinda tragic. Still, the neighborhood depanneur remains…
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