At the end of the line

HALIFAX — “It's like they say in Havana - if you see a line, stand in it. They probably have something you need,” writes MacLean Gander.

When I lived in Manhattan, I operated on the same principle: If there was a line, I figured there was something good on offer.

One time, I joined a line, but after about 30 minutes I got bored and asked someone what the line was for.

The person told me it was for viewing Monseigneur Somebody or Other, who had died the previous week.

I suddenly remembered a previous engagement.

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