MONTREAL, 2026
Autumn in Montreal, 2026. By the river, we are looking at Habitat 67 (We are buying a small unit) and the geodesic dome and Calder are across the way. There are a lot of bugs. We sit in the park near Foire Papier, on the pier. The water smells indescribably bad. I suggest Olimpico, knowing full well. The bugs, at this point, are deafening.
Do you know what is to come? A clear strike! Through the thick sound! The brightest sound ringing, grinning.