We had a bit of a warm spell (read: -2 not -20) in Toronto today, so I decided to have a little walk after work before heading home. Of course, I couldn't resist passing through
that building I really love on the way to
Yonge Street, where I shot this.
And unlike the crazy homeless guy outside, it was only
my camera that I whipped out as I popped inside. Classy. Although I guess anywhere that's technically "private property" nowadays, you're about as likely to have a
rent-a-cop hassle you for having your
Canon in your hand as much as well, your
cannon in your hand... Ho hum.
