‘Duck man!’ ‘Duck man!’ A look inside the world of unsanctioned art in self-serious Toronto
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At the corner of Bathurst and College streets, a large mallard duck towers over me.
His bulbous body stands on two stick-thin orange legs. His long yellow beak points at my head, my recorder hovering between his mandibles. From the back of his throat, two human eyes look back at me, barely visible behind black mesh.