downtown is a cold, depressing place after 10pm. one man's repeated nighttime howling, ejected from opposite ends of queen st and directed at nothing and nobody in particular, is soon met by a younger man's shout of response. the space between them widens and widens, but this frantic dialogue continues. a hamburger drops from the young man's pocket--he swears profusely, picks it up, and eats it. his wild laughter punctuates the scene.

this is real life, i know, but it feels like something out of someone else's feverish dream..