A Horse Named Grant
By wolfmanknot. Growing up in the big city of Toronto made it easy to catch major sporting events, music, theatre, and art events. There was always lots to do, and the blue line bus made it possible to stay out half the night without fear of returning home. One drawback of city life was that your bush parties were in the ravine. The only times my close group of friends partied up north was when we were old enough to
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