"But the seventh night in Toronto can be akin to those hours you find yourself trying to fall asleep, but just can’t. It’s busy, but subtle. It’s dizzying, but sobering. Every brain cell wants shut down, but the energy keeps your pupils dilated, and the complete silence of being alone in a dark room means your thoughts only want to get louder. The city is sort of like that."
— from The Night Shift: Sunday nights in Toronto. This week, talking about the things we do/don’t, for The Grid.
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