Subject to all the necessary paperwork, I could live here. Vibrant, affordable, on the up and up, cool not slick, deep pockets of character, great, small bars and eateries, plenty of style and a good public transport system in the TTC. A $300,000 loft apartment in the yet-to-be-built but much trumpeted Oz development would do me. However, dead leaves are scuttling in the ice winds off the lake, pigeons are parking themselves on the steam vents from the subway, and it’s time for me to hug George, give him a hat, and leave him to practice his bass and party on. I’ve got a suspicion that Somewheresville might just be the place that’s home to someone you love, however, for now, I’m going to go and have a look at America.