A drunkard couldn't close that box. A weightlifter couldn't close that box. Look again: there's a box in there.
Street boxes have always been an important part of street furniture, and it would tragic to lose them all. They are impromptu tables, desks, offices and chairs; in New York it's not unheard of to see people conducting million-dollar deals on top of them. Peaked boxes, like the old green trash bins, or topless ones, like the newer ones, are a sad impediment to street life.
@11 You beat me to it, and your ability to pinpoint the location beat mine. I was going to guess Spadina, but didn't know the cross-street. I heart TO.
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Street boxes have always been an important part of street furniture, and it would tragic to lose them all. They are impromptu tables, desks, offices and chairs; in New York it's not unheard of to see people conducting million-dollar deals on top of them. Peaked boxes, like the old green trash bins, or topless ones, like the newer ones, are a sad impediment to street life.