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Toronto feels different to me now that I'm back here. Bigger. Wider. Or maybe it's always felt this way and I just haven't tuned in before. It's not like any of the European cities I've been to: it doesn't have the small, quiet streets of Groningen, nor the deep, resonant presence of London (and, boy, does that city ever have a lot to say). Toronto is different from all of that. I've felt echoes of it before but never this acutely. It's only a feeling that comes in the summer and I can't quite put my finger on it, but there's something about the bright sky, the cool morning, the way the wind grinds itself into my skin... hello, city.