The Story of Yonge Street

“Kristen woke up early Monday morning. It was her first day at her new job an an optometric assistant and she didn’t want to be late. She was nervous, she said later, and excited, and she forgot to eat breakfast. So at the Finch subway station, she bought a Starbucks coffee — a grande Pike Place with almond milk — and walked out into the sunshine. She had no earphones, so she couldn’t listen to her music. Instead, as she walked down Yonge Street, she texted her boyfriend and enjoyed the warmth of a late spring that had finally bloomed. Four hours later, standing behind the counter of her new office, Kristen saw a white van barrel past her window.”

Jake Edmiston, Richard Warnica – National Post – April 2018

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