Hair-Trigger (2013)
“He got back on the subway and rode north to College, then caught a westbound streetcar to Spadina and disembarked by the Clarke Institute of Psychiatry. White bulbs rolled across the sign outside the Silver Dollar bar in the Waverley Hotel on the other side of the street.
He passed the pink and green neon palms of the El Mocambo as he drifted into the outskirts of Chinatown. Paved islands with shelters paralleled the streetcar tracks. The broad road was a long-time artery of the garment trade and home to various Asian restaurants and many disparate, shabby-looking businesses. There were window displays with dusty fedoras, wingtip shoes, X-rated videos. He paused by a striped pole to browse the designs inside the fly-specked glass of an apparent tattoo parlor/barber shop. Across the street and through the blocks around Baldwin, Kensington Market’s shops and gamy stalls were closed until morning.
Blues chords could be heard over scattered applause as Rowe approached Grossman’s Tavern.
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