Nefarious and I rode the subway/bus out to the airport to pick up Rachel's mother who's visiting for a couple days… I don't know why I never just took transit in the past, given that it's faster and significantly cheaper than driving! We also drove it back, which is where I had a great encounter.
The woman who sat down next to us was in her late forties or fifties; an elegant and polite Air Canada stewardess. She chatted with Nefarious and Rachel's mother, and after a while asked me why I had taken out my lobe jewelry (I told her they got too cold when I went snowmobiling). The amazing thing was that she was asking because she was stretching her lobes and wanted to know what would happen when she took them out — hers were probably about 2ga, and she was wearing very pretty carved wood claws.
It's really something how diverse this “sub”-culture is…
I wish I'd brought my camera because not only would I have loved to take this woman's pictures, but I also chatted and saw about a dozen people with familial facial cuttings (which are very common in Toronto and I see daily because of the large African immigrant community).
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