
I brought my digital camera, to prove I'd really been there... taking photos of each ear I found, then taking a moment to call in and hear one of the stories for each spot... Two of the more memorable stories included one butcher being chased by another weilding a meat cleaver, and underage kids getting trashed at what was once the 3-peppers restauraunt....
It was a very unusual experience. As someone who lives outside of Toronto, I've never felt much of any attachment to the place, and it made my experience of Toronto on a whole somehow a lot more personal. It was strange, too, to be in Kensington without looking to shop! Everyone around me noticed it, too... I was being gawked at because I wasn't looking at shops, but all the telephone poles near them... taking photos of what appeared to be street signs and calling numbers on the signs everywhere I went... that was both funny and kindof unnerving.
I think I will add a story to one of the murmur listings, about my experience with murmur... kindof a redundancy, but I like that ;)

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