Toronto: Lee’s Palace

toronto Lee’s Palace is dimly lit by multi-coloured orbs that hang from the ceiling. He walks across the floor to speak to me. “My name is Greg. Are you here for the break dance competition?”

Her kitten disappears into the country night. She tries to disappear into the country night but her daughter apprehends her. In a desperate gesture of resistance she bites her daughter.

In his younger years he finds solace watching old men play lawn bowling on the immaculate green. Now an old man himself he finds pain and confusion at every turn.

The young boy has three balloons. Each balloon has a single word printed on it. The words are “life,” “death,” and “random.” He says “you have to choose.” Then he says “I am a ticking time bomb and I have no idea when I will go off.” Ray leans toward him and earnestly states “you are loved.”