Chapter Fourteen ~ Dad Again
I realized then that other people thought about the city the same way I did, that others saw it as a seemingly infinite and mysterious place waiting to be explored and discovered.
(Stroll: Psychogeographic Walking Tours of Toronto, Shawn Micallef)
We turned into the High Street by the big store shaped like two boxes. Mum says it was voted “ugliest building in the world”. Like they know. “It’s clone city”, Mum says. The shops that is, the people are autons. (That’s my joke, Ben.) I wanted to go home. Mum was going to tell us off and it would be cringey, “so let’s get it over with”. Get back to normal (minus Dad). Mandy said our Mums wouldn’t get worried again until it started to get dark. Which was clever to realise. So we went for a look round the shops.
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