With my toes jutting out beyond a ledge high atop the tallest structure in Toronto, I looked down on planes arriving at the nearby airport and the rooftops of the highest buildings in the city. I was ...
As a reporter who once cried in the newsroom and gags at the smell of mustard, I was assumed to be a solid candidate to write about the CN Tower’s EdgeWalk. Surely Daubs will fall apart.
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