I was looking up something about Aurora, Ontario (incidentally just north of our suburban office location -- I so can't imagine working there every day*).
This is apparently the train station.
Where had I seen this before. And then it struck me:
Ok, not a perfect match, but pretty close.
No?
How about now?
Now? Still no?
Well, that's the problem with whimsy. It sometimes falls flat.
And with that, I do need to head back to the Russians.
* Another whimsical idea I had was to dream up a sitcom set in a suburban office park. Unless I am totally mistaken, nearly all of the workplace sitcoms (and there aren't even that many of those) are distinctly urban. The movie Office Space might be suburban -- I'd have to refresh my memory. At any rate, it would be semi-surreal with a transfer from the downtown office coming every week and dying of boredom and essentially being stacked in the corner. And definitely a bit where they have to drive to get to the food court across the street! I think this actually has some possibilities, but I don't know the right people to make it happen. So typical. So frustrating.)
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