On return visits to Toronto from Ottawa, where I went to school, or the west, where I worked after school, I would take the Subway to Bloor and Yonge, and walk down Yonge all the way to Queen just to see all the trashy storefronts, the colorful locals and the grime. I think the point here is that if you love downtowns, I mean really love them, then you tend to crave the grit and Toronto continues to have lots of that.
I’m thinking about Little Brazil along Dundas west of Bathurst, Parkdale, and the Lakeshore Village west from the 427 are just a few of the ones that come to mind.
And by gritty, I don’t mean trashy and unsafe; these are neighborhoods that haven’t been renovated and revitalized into the gentrified Toronto that the rest of the country images.
But these are places where lower-income housing still rules, where there are way more strip clubs and massage parlors than Starbucks, and some very colourful local characters rule the streets.
Toronto Massage Parlors: Further to my excellent downtown adventure…
July 2, 2009 · No Comments
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