
I’ve been a 32 waist all my life (save for when I got back from Africa, where I shrank to 29; dysentery, like black, can be slimming). But now, I can’t help wonder if I too (just possibly) am deluded.
A sometimes surreal exercise in cooperative writing to be performed by a rotating cast of Torontonians, one hundred words at a time.
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