It was a good morning, despite 1) a hooker being picked up in front of my house last night and the same hooker being on my street this morning (though I do have to admire her work ethic, I'd rather she stayed up on Montreal Road to ply her wares) and 2) someone walking away with my planter (I had a lovely little urn on my front path, full of bright red geraniums, and it disappeared at some point during the day yesterday). Who does that?
Ah, fabulous las Vanier.
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Hey, I know someone who lives in the burbs and had a plant DUG UP from her front garden and removed.
- T.
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