While talking to people in Cabot Square across from the old Montreal Forum on a recent afternoon, I wound up talking to Sammy, a fellow who just recently arrived in the area from Ottawa. He was looking to sell these old LP phonograph records that he had painted his graf on. I immediately started calling it phono-graf, and he liked the name.
He told me he uses the tag...
We were two tourists in downtown Helsinki, enjoying the clean air and susurration of Swedish, Finnish, and other assorted tourists' tongues.
The sky suddenly became very dark, attracting our attention, and we stepped out of our tourist's pace into that...