Who cares about some window? How thoughtless of you, there are rich people waiting for this condo project.
Why our own little Veronika Belovich is there every day, sledge hammer in hand, helping..."It's a trashy corner *SMASH*. I'm helping to make it fabulous!" *SMASH* *SMASH*
When is any window not worth looking through and what view, in the city, is not better framed?
Allow me a digression.
There are the early signs of construction at the corner of Yonge and Bloor Sts. We will soon have a new tall tower, part of Toronto's ongoing facelift.
Facelift might not be the right word.
We have been pierced – the metal shards that squat on the old stones of the Royal Ontario Museum are like your granny with a tongue stud and an eyebrow ring.
We have been botoxed – that bland block of banality on the southeast corner of Bay and Dundas Sts. is the face of the city frozen in a grim commercial grin.
We will, I suppose, get used to it. This is how it has always been around here. No one has the guts or the power to stop a lousy project...
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