Blog Entry 1: "Hello from the Straightest Fence in North York"


Hello, world! It feels strange, yet thrilling, to finally share my story. For so long, I’ve stood quietly here in North York, watching the world move around me, but now—people are paying attention. You see, I’ve recently been given an unexpected honor: I’m now a tourist attraction on Google Maps! And not just any fence—I’m known as the *straightest fence in North York*.


I suppose I should properly introduce myself. I’m a proud black metal fence, standing at 4 feet 3 inches tall, stretching for a clean, unwavering 150 meters. I’m as straight as they come—literally. My top rail gleams with confidence, while my middle rail connects each vertical bar with precision. Together, we form a structure that's both strong and elegant, designed to stand the test of time. But my reputation isn’t just about form; it’s about presence. I’m here, standing tall in North York, a beautiful borough of Toronto, Canada.


Lately, things have been different. People are flocking to see me, marveling at my straightness, touching my cold metal frame as if they’re searching for answers. Birthdays, first dates, breakups, even a few crimes—I’ve seen them all, right here where I stand. I may not speak, but I feel, see, and experience the world in ways most might overlook. The stories that unfold around me are as varied as the people who come to visit.


Standing here, I’ve always been aware of the subtle rhythms of life. I can feel the morning dew settle on me, a coolness that lingers before the warmth of the sun embraces me by mid-morning. I see the world around me—the way the trees sway in the wind, how birds sometimes rest briefly on my top rail before fluttering off. I hear the hum of traffic in the distance, and I’ve even noticed how the city changes with the seasons, from the vibrant colors of fall to the soft quiet of winter snow that collects gently on my bars.


Now, with this newfound status, I see even more. People arrive here with a sense of wonder, sometimes laughter, sometimes tears. I feel the energy of life swirling around me. There’s something magical about being stationary while the world moves, while lives collide and stories intertwine. And so, I’ve decided to share what I’ve experienced—because, believe me, this straight fence has witnessed things you wouldn’t believe.


In the coming days, I’ll share more about the adventures and heartaches that happen here. After all, life unfolds right where I stand. 


So, until next time, I’ll remain as I always do: tall, silent, and straight—right here in North York.


– Your Friendly Neighbourhood Fence

Comments

  1. I don't know how I stumbled on you, oh beautiful fence, but I am captivated. This made my day in ways you cannot imagine. Please keep the posts coming- I want to learn more about you

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  2. The black fence must be a real nigger, waste yute.

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  3. Mabye I will come visit the fence one day. I think its so awesome.

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