Raccoon on my rooftop terrace I was just sitting here in my attic workroom, typing away, when I heard something at the door to the terrace and looked over to see a raccoon sniffing at the door. I got up and walked over to the door, and it didn't even run away, just stared me down. The raccoons in Toronto live off the fat of the land and are quite brazen.
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