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" Subletting for the summer" Ramanan, April 21, 2007
"Hello, I'm a heroin addict" Michael Monastyrskyj, March 26, 2007
Subletting for the summer
My fiancee's friend Greg was driving through our neighbourhood, looking for an apartment he was interested in subletting for the summer. I suppose he was driving slow enough that he looked a bit out of place, and a cop patrolling the area turned his siren on and pulled him over. There was a short discussion about whether he was trying to sell drugs. He told the cop he wasn't. There was then a short discussion about whether he was trying to buy women. He told the cop he wasn't. Finally, there was a short discussion about what exactly it was he was doing in the neighbourhood. He explained to the cop he was looking for a sublet. The police office explained that though the neighbourhood was getting nicer, it was still a bit too sketchy, and he certainly wouldn't recommend moving in. Greg thanked him and was on his way. Shima's friend Greg is moving to Bloor and Ossington. I suppose cheap rents trump bad press.
Hello, I'm a heroin addict
I had trouble sleeping yesterday. Sometimes walking helps, so late last night I found myself at the corner of Pauline and Bloor. A man walked upto me. He says: "I'm not here to bother you. I'm a heroin addict. Do you know what it's like to be an addict who really needs a fix?" I reply: "Are you asking me for money?" He says: "I need six dollars to get my next fix. Ireally need one badly." I say: "It's late at night. I'm not carrying a wallet." He says: "Just give me a tooney then." I say: "I don't have a tooney. I told you I'm not carrying a wallet." He says: "I heard the money jingling in your pocket. Just give me a tooney please." At this point, I get a little nervous, because I'm beginning to wonder if he will take no for an answer. I tell him: "Keys. I have keys in my pocket. That's what you heard jingling." He was apologetic. He said "I'm sorry" and walked away.