Hey...what's that smell? Piles of trash adorn the cityside here in Toronto. The city workers are on day number 15 of a strike. So imagine as a welcome beacon to this fine city...an aroma greeting you. Not a nice summer time freshly -cut- grass smell but something all together different. Huge piles of garbage. Nice and befitting welcome really- since all is quaint and pleasant here among the Torontonians. Welcome to the neighborhood! Just what I like to find: political intrigue meets union angst, voila- a sweet municipality mess with a Mayor acting like a primadonna and a union acting well, like a union. Political football anyone? This might be an interesting summer after all.
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