So I'm in Toronto, walking down Front Street with a cup of coffee, a donut, and a newspaper. I'm enjoying the urban thing and feeling good about just hanging out in such a cool city. The weather's good, I'm from Wyoming, and I know no one.
And then I see them: a colleague and her husband. Standing on the corner. In Toronto.
What the hell?
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All together now, "It's a small world, after all! It's a small world, after all! It's a small world, after all! It's a small, small world!!" :o)
Very nice.
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