Downtown Toronto: The End of The World (1)

Is that the Kensington crack woman? It sure looks like her. She once followed me for about 6 blocks, only stopping when some poor sucker walked by me going the other way. She ended up followed him for who-knows-how-long.

She's rail skinny and probably 'harmless,' but damn if that wasn't the dodgiest experience I've ever had in Toronto.

Hey! That's my girlfriend!

No -- but seriously, just to be clear -- I'm talking to two different people in this scene. The first is a guy who wanted to buy crack from me (I guess I look like a crack dealer). And the second is my girlfriend.

So, no -- that's not the Kensington crack woman. But I think I know who you're talking about. She's a crazy gal -- and that's a crazy story!