...by a little old lady in Sunday-Morning-Churchy gear. She was walking towards my bus shaking her fist at the sky. When it slowed to pick her up, she pointed and began hurling imprecations. Naturally, the driver accelerated away.
In spite of this, I hope to have a pretty good day.
Is this a daily occurrence in Toronto? Might explain Rob Ford.
Not daily. More often than you might think though.
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