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My idea of Canada may or may not reflect reality.

This morning I had a dream of driving across the vast Canadian prairie to the Yarn Harlot‘s house for tea. She showed me the BGH* under her house, which, in my dream, was actually in one of the kids’ bedrooms and looked kind of like the pit at ground zero. (Seriously, it was enormous. There was even a crane in there.) After she showed me around, we walked across the prairie to an Indian restaurant near her house where we dined on fragrant Indian cuisine with the proprietress of the restaurant, a beautiful Indian woman in colorful sari and with a jeweled bindi on her forehead. Afterward, the Yarn Harlot and I walked back to her house. I woke up wondering what had happened to the city of Toronto.

*Big Giant Hole

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