A two-faced city
<p>Sitting on the front seat of an impressive North-American car, I enjoy a cream bagel with a cup of coffee. After an eight hours flight, amplified by a two-hour delay and one-hour waiting time at the customs -to which you have to add the time difference- here is a drink to keep up.</p>
<p>Anyway, I have safely landed on Canadian soil. Behind the car’s widescreen, the Toronto’s skyline is slowly taking shape.</p>
<p>If the clocks in Toronto are showing 7pm, my mind is still on French time. In Paris, the hands of the clocks are moving forward six hours. As a new day begins in France, my own day is slowly approaching his twilight. Comfortably settled at the front of the car, my hosts are driving me towards my temporary home.</p>
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