Yesterday i went to this rehearsal space for "new-band-project" located across the street from the Bell Centre. Upon entering, I thought I had misread the numbers and entered some condemned slum where teenage death metal kids passed out drunk in prison cell-esque bathrooms (no toilet paper). I felt like such a cliche, discovering cigarettes in the sink whilst the ground shook from the power of rock-n-roll.
I ran into a bright young thing grabbing pepsi for his crew that srsly looked just like peaches.