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About Toronto

Fun fact—hoar’s old-school, like medieval vibes. Name’s from Old English, “hār,” meanin’ gray—like my cat Meredith’s fur, lol. Bet peasants back then were like, “Yo, check this icy bling!” Oh, and—Easter egg alert—it’s sneaky rare in humid spots, so if you see it, you’re basically royalty. I’d wear it as a crown, tbh—Queen Tay of the Hoar Woods!

I’m pretty obsessed with how nature and man-made beauty mix here. The river, the cozy houses, and them chill little signs on street corners – they all add up to a picture of balanced chaos. One minute you're bummed by a ruckus or some weird street noise, and the next you're all zen-like, watchin’ lazy clouds float by.

Notre-Dame de Port-au-Prince, cathédrale martyre de Haïti