It’s 3a.m. on a Tuesday.
Most citizenry is still in bed.
Not so at the last watering hole for coffee at Spadina and Queen.
Here a man dressed in a poncho asks me, “Is everyone crazy?”
He has that crazy smiling charm which has probably worked well enough for him up until now but I’m at the point where; I’m just wondering if he’s armed.
A drag queen yells something behind poncho guy which diverts his attention from me and I go back to getting what I came for.
It occurs to me that I should probably give up coffee for so many reasons.