It was a beautiful day, clear and sunny, unusually warm for mid-November. Meg took a day off and kept rubbing it in. I had to go to work, she went to roam the town, cut her short hair shorter and buy some pots. So, it was a day like every other. No horror or thriller, not a hint of anything unusual. Meg picked me up after work and we drove home. Then, suddenly we happened upon the dead fish! In Markham, right on the Main Street. We were sitting by the table when it was thrust in front of us. Here are the photos to prove it.
It was a yummy (and pricey) sushi dinner.
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