One day I was sitting in a park on Queen and the wind was blowing in my hair and I thought that’s why I’m here in Toronto because I don’t know… it gave me the feeling that I made the right decision to come to Canada. It was summer 2003. I came in 2002 but the wind-blowing story was in summer 2003.
Semco: May I ask what’s your name?
–Should I say my real name?
Semco: Well, you can lie. I don’t care.