saturday april 26

today i was standing at the southeast corner of dundas and ossington a little after 11:00 pm when i was approached by two girls asking if i knew where communist's daughter was. considering we were probably less than 100 feet from the bar, this was a pretty easy one. i told them to cross the street and go about two doors down on the left, prompting one of them ask "is it before the subway?" -- this flummoxed me, since the subway doesn't run anywhere near that area, but seeing my confusion, she quickly added "subway restaurant, i mean." the idea that this girl's internal map revolved, at least in small part, around spots where she could find $5 footlongs put me in a good mood for the rest of the night.