Eastbound, Bloor and Broadview

Asian male, mid 20s, with short black hair, wearing grey zipped cardigan, dark blue jeans, and white sneakers.

Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell, Susanna Clarke (Bloomsbury)

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Whenever he saw these passageways or, as he sometimes did, sensed their presence without actually perceiving them, then he would feel a little more lively, a little more like his old self. Whatever part of him it was that had frozen up (his soul? his heart?) unfroze itself the merest hair’s breadth and thought, curiosity and feeling began to pulse again within him.

The bottle of cologne broke on the kitchen tile shortly after he moved in, a gift from his ex-girlfriend. While the accident resulted in a stench that would last for weeks, she felt selfishly at ease. She could see its affect each time he applied the scent, and would rather a ghost join them for breakfast than mournful nostalgia delivered in heavy-handed doses each time he stepped fresh from the shower.