How do you choose between two different sorts of loves? One, as fiery as the wind during a summer thunderstorm, and the other, as dreamy as the diamond stars in heaven’s field. How do I pick, when the one is for a storybook castle and the other is for my name in the lights?

I suppose either way, I’ll always wonder what could have been.

But…Toronto, I love you more.

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