(AD's m. garner, exiled in Montreal the past two years, takes in a Fool's Gold show in the north country.)
It’s been hot this summer in Montreal. We’ve broken into the triple digits with the heat index (that’s the upper thirties if you keep score in Celsius), and a slick blanket of humidity coated the streets for much of July. There was a rush on fans. The metro, like most people’s homes, isn’t air-conditioned; people have driven around aimlessly, choosing . . .
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