Years ago, in what now seems like another life, I used to live above a bicycle store in Toronto on Queen Street West. Dot, my large deaf white cat, used to break into people’s apartments through open windows, stealing all manner of socks, which she would lay out on the deck like trophies. She would also make her way from the back over the roof of a nearby one story building to perch outside my studio window (much to the consternation of pedestrians on the sidewalk below).

I received word that Duke’s Cycle burnt to the ground in a 6 alarm fire earlier today. You can view more photos of the devastation here.

Photos from Kevin Steele and Martinho.