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Superstar
When we were at art school, my friend Beni Sung ( a jewellery designer who later worked for Secrett and eventually had his own boutique in Creeds at the Manulife Centre ) rented a room in a tiny house just to the north of A. Stork. The squawking of chickens woke us in the early morning - they were either killing them or delivering more to be slaughtered. The pungent smell of chicken shit and the little twisters of feathers blowing around in the breeze added even more charm.
Yup, those were the days, all right