But back to my new flame, that U of T building. With it's wide-open, greenhousey windows up top and its stingy little ones down below, the building is hopelessly unbalanced. The top of the building continues well past where it should rightfully end, a big unfinished-looking hunk of metal and plastic looming halfway across Harbord Street, poised to break off and crush a passing bus. At first I thought they were going to cover the whole deal with it, but now I'm kind of glad they didn't. I think we're over the worst of it.
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