I'm in London, Ontario right now. Earlier this evening, I was driving down Wellington Avenue, looking for a particular restaurant in which to have dinner. Once I saw my destination, I had to make a left and navigate a couple of parking lots to reach it; before I did, however, I saw this little gem of a place.
I know, it's difficult to read.
Loblaws.
I don't know what goes on in that building. Frankly, I don't care. It might be a store of some kind. It might be a residential complex with an unnecessarily bright sign. I will never know. I'm not looking it up. I will not have this ruined. As far as I'm concerned, Scott Baio is in there making Portia de Rossi take out his trash in a maid's uniform and writing in his law blog.
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