Wednesday, March 17, 2004


"I'll meet you at the corner of City Centre Drive and Rodeo Drive" Thus spake Ashley.

"That neighbourhood is so yesterday," came Brandon's disinterested reply.

"Do you have a better idea?" Suggesting an alternate locale was an affront to Ashley's self-imagined sense of what passed for hip and what didn't. If there was a more happening nabe than City Centre & Rodeo, she didn't know about it.

"We should go to Absolute City Centre. There's a scene starting up there that I wanna catch a ride on."

"Isn't that just south of Centreville?"

"Yes, but at the same time, it's so far removed from Centreville that it might as well be in Etobicoke. You know, on a whole other spiritual plane."

"Yeah, because I was gonna say, Centreville is even more yesterday than C.C. & R."

"Oh, so you're admitting that it's not what it used to be?"

"You know I follow your lead in these matters, Brandon. But why haven't I heard of the Absolute City Centre scene?"

"Well, it's all very underground at the moment. Hush-hush like. The scene, at its core, is chthonic, very experimental, very progressive..."

"Really? In what regard?"

"In the regard that no Heartland scene has even attempted to do what Absolute C.C. is doing."

"I'm so excited to be a part of a new movement like this! Your insight into the nuances of social reality are inspirational." Ashley paused to collect herself, a tear rolling down her cheek as she tried to swallow the lump in her throat.

"So we're meeting at the newly built condo at the corner of Hurontario and Zenith... walk into the lobby and make an immediate right. There'll be a door marked 'janitor'." Brandon chuckles knowingly. "I suppose I don't have to tell you it's not really a janitor's supply closet."

"No, of course not... but what is behind the door?"

"A flight of stairs."

"Do I go up or down the stairs?"

"Silly, you go down, of course."

"And then what?"

"There'll be an impossibly long corridor, at the end of which will be another door, which you'll recognize by the doorknocker made to resemble a gargoyle. You'll need to give the password when it's opened."

"What's the password?"

"Illusory urbanity."

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