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Aug. 29, 2003 - 11:52 a.m. In which our plucky young zero is slightly higher (in Canada).Well, I'm on the ground in Toronto, and not getting nearly enough sleep. This is because the 'rents are too cheap to spring for more than one hotel room, so if I wake up from weird dreams, I have to listen to them snore. I'm in the same city as our plucky young hero, who I knew about, and also as Ballad member Little Mac, who I didn't. He's given me advice for lunch on the cheap and places to videogame (the latter being the reason the Ballad was created, making that an understandable piece of advice). Dinner Wednesday night was at Smokeless Joe's, a tiny little pub which serves mostly pub fare (I got a BLT with avocado and counted myself lucky they had something I could eat, besides the mussels that drew the 'rents). Last night was a French Dip sandwich at Gabby's, which was the only place we looked where I felt comfortable dining in a T-shirt. (As continuity would have it, we're right across from a veritable Restaurant Row.) I have better respect for your patience than to abuse it with a blow-by-blow report, so I'll limit myself to the big ticket items that people vote on: -30-
last time, on The Slack Shack - our next inciting exstallment 
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