The larger it is, only more strangers there are.
The announcement in the metro is and only in French.
There was an old couple who ran all the way upstairs to tell me that the direction they have given me was incorrect. I was so appalled. And ashamed when I watched him running clumsily back to his wife not because of the quality in their nature, but because I realized how little I would care for a stranger whom I'd meet only once in my life.
He was at work being curious about a quarrel between two other men. The two troubled men were actually captured in the next picture.
I chose to go on the tour again to past my time before the cinema presentation started. This Catrina was embarrassed when she couldn't fit all of us into a lift.
There were ten people in the first tour that morning, excluding the student-guide 'Dan'. He revealed at some point that he had been in NSCAD before he transferred to Concordia. He wore a pair of thick glasses like my dad's in the 80s, spoke and walked slowly, and dressed like one of those skateboarders.
Checking out the facilities. I wonder why they couldn't overcome the difficulty of having rooms with expensive equipments opened on open house day.
I tried to explore the city on foot that early morning, but the weather prevented me from doing so after less than 30min so I decided to head back. And this is when I was making my way back to the hotel while there was a circle of protesters clapping and making themselves heard in front of mcgill.
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