office and get Andy, its 16-year old business manager and brother to the landlord . He searched for a key but couldn’t find it. He offered to pick the lock; together we went upstairs with a screwdriver and hammer. He was unable to get the screwdriver to go within the cluster of nails. Eventually he rammed it through the molding, so that some of it broke off. These tactics failing, he put his foot against the door and kicked it open! Both the lock and the frame were torn off; paint, splinters and fragments of wood lay scattered on the floor. In a belated attempt to restore the door frame he hammered some long nails into it. This sent long cracks through it all the way from top to bottom! After he’d left I swept up. I did get the guitar, though I was something of a nervous wreck by then . When they returned that night and learned what had happened, Steve and Evangeline were amused rather than angry. They don’t intend to pay anymore rent! July 22, 1973: Evening It was a miserable day, the sky overcast, the weather cloying, my nerves were a mess. As for the guitar, it was – well, unspeakable. Somehow I mustered up the resolve to head down to the Mall and attempt some busking. THE MALL is a long stretch of Yonge Street in downtown Toronto. For the past two years it’s been turned into a pedestrian mall. Now it hosts a permanent carnival atmosphere.
office and get Andy, its 16-year old business manager and brother to the landlord . He searched for a key but couldn’t find it. He offered to pick the lock; together we went upstairs with a screwdriver and hammer. He was unable to get the screwdriver to go within the cluster of nails. Eventually he rammed it through the molding, so that some of it broke off. These tactics failing, he put his foot against the door and kicked it open! Both the lock and the frame were torn off; paint, splinters and fragments of wood lay scattered on the floor. In a belated attempt to restore the door frame he hammered some long nails into it. This sent long cracks through it all the way from top to bottom! After he’d left I swept up. I did get the guitar, though I was something of a nervous wreck by then . When they returned that night and learned what had happened, Steve and Evangeline were amused rather than angry. They don’t intend to pay anymore rent! July 22, 1973: Evening It was a miserable day, the sky overcast, the weather cloying, my nerves were a mess. As for the guitar, it was – well, unspeakable. Somehow I mustered up the resolve to head down to the Mall and attempt some busking. THE MALL is a long stretch of Yonge Street in downtown Toronto. For the past two years it’s been turned into a pedestrian mall. Now it hosts a permanent carnival atmosphere.
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