I live in downtown Toronto in a condo building that’s located at a busy intersection. On my street, it’s the last intersection before the exit to the Gardiner Expressway (westbound). That explains why, during the suppertime rush hour, cars race to make the light. The result? Two lanes of four or five cars parked in the intersection after the light has turned red. That’s when I’m treated to a symphony of honking horns, and the occasional aria of expletives, as drivers, trying to advance while...
Published on August 26, 2013 09:25