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2005 04 05
Toronto, the Clean and Beautiful City-7
imageWhat has happened to this soul? Did she fail herself or is a system of programs and services strung together on a dime store necklace not appealing?

I feel helpless to assist in a larger way – but guilty nonetheless – as if she exists to remind me to be thankful that I have a roof over my head and soles on my shoes. I think of vacuuming her, to rid her of the grayness cast over her soul. Her cup jingles for money as I continue my journey.

There was a time when I was obsessed with vacuuming – cleaning the floors. I like the lines that a good Hoover leaves in tufted broadloom.
It is an expression of orderliness – like a good urban plan.

My heart races as I pass the piles of trash under the Gardiner – the wasted lands near our artery. Doesn’t anyone vacuum? Our city is like the homeless woman – sitting on a great Canadian corner – piled with blankets and slush scattered with bits of discarded junk – asking its residents to fill a container of hope for its future. She is a child. Optimistic. Looking for leadership – she cries out to passerby, if we only stop to look into her soul. Care for her, she is the daughter of our great earth.
[email this story] Posted by Samantha Sannella / Design Exchange on 04/05 at 08:02 AM

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