Red Trim
A little white building on King St. west.
When Simon, Steph and I went down to Caribana this summer, we ended up walking a good hour or so away from where we parked. The trek back to Simon’s car was long and interesting. We passed all sorts of strange buildings, constructions sites, parks, and neighbourhoods we had never seen. At one point we stumbled on a police station, and had to ask to make sure we were heading in the right direction.