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I want to take a step back from my stories for a quick sec to talk about the realities of going out, drinking, and the dangers that it can present. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t believe that people should live in fear and not ever go out (obviously), but I’ve also had a few […]
Fair warning: this story isn’t for the faint of heart. Let me set the scene of a quaint little place called Bar Volo. Unfortunately, this place closed in October 2016 due to condo developments. In its prime, it was a great place for craft beer lovers (before craft beer became a hipster thing). It had […]
Around this time last year, I was hanging out at home on a Saturday night waiting for something exciting to come up as an excuse to go out. That opportunity presented itself in the form of my friends inviting me to tag along with her to a swing dancing party at the Dovercourt House. I […]
(Disclaimer: the word vagina and its synonyms are used in this post.) A couple years ago, I was getting ready to head out to Bar 244 with my girls. It was summer, meaning this girl would be sporting short shorts, a tank, and Converse – typical Paige clothes for a solid night of dancing. With […]
A few weeks ago, I was invited to go to a barcade, an arcade style bar which boasts free-to-play old school arcade games along with the typical acne-inducing fried foods. I have a lot of really great things to say about this place actually. Tilt really stood out from all the other “barcades” I’ve been […]
I have this really good friend, and while she is quite possibly one of the greatest friends in the history of friends, I’ve never been to one of her birthdays. It may seem like a small thing, but after a decade of friendship, not being to at least one seems a little ridiculous. The reason […]
A few years ago, I lived right downtown on a little street you may have heard of called Yonge. My apartment was in the middle of everything: from the all-night diner to the north, to the subway station just a few steps south, to the sex shop that shared my front door. The world was […]