The other day on the train I noticed, in the midst of the morning commuter crowd, a woman with large hair who was wearing a green mini dress and pinky-orange faux fur coat. She really stood out of the pack of corporate blandness and sensible retirees who make up a 9am train to the city. I love stuff like that, it's nice to see someone doing their own thing.
Who wants to go arrest some shady looking dudes hanging around the parliamentary parking garages and vaping?