Lady bikers in tow, I headed to The Junktion for a group show at the nameless gallery (3109 Dundas St. West).
My girlfriends Michelle and Adria were bartending in the basement, but the liquor didn’t flow long before a troupe of cops shut the place down. As if G20 wasn’t bad enough, now they’re disturbing our private spaces for discussion and debate!
Chasse Gardee shoes, now and forever
In all fairness, the license only went until 11pm, but this weekend’s massive police force should be focusing on the summit and not peaceful, creative spaces.
Having had my fresh beer snagged away, I decided to finish the night back downtown with my childhood friends, including Gibson and her lady love Caitlin.
Another night, another shawarma.