The scene: The Bishop and the Belcher, a pub on Queen Street West, Accordion City. I’m there attending a farewell party for popular Toronto blogger Christie St. Martin, who’s moving to Brooklyn. I have my accordion, which I’m wearing in “backpack mode”.
Two young women dressed in punk-goth style walk past me while I’m near the bar, talking to Eva.
Woman 1 (to me): Hey, an accordion! Oh, it’s you, Accordion Guy!
Woman 2: Accordion Guy? He’s real?
(This sort of thing has happened before.)
Have a good April Fools’ Day tomorrow, but be mindful about your pranking.
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