As I waited in line at the ATM at Yonge & Eg., I overheard a passing child:

"Mommy, how much more walking until we get to the CN Tower?"

The kid couldn't have been more than five. Fuck, I hope he was misunderstanding the situation and they weren't making him walk from Eg. down to the CN Tower! That's the kind of parenting that produces people like me who absolutely dread summer!