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Ursula, an eccentric, middle-aged writer, likes to walk almost as much as she likes to write. One day in the spring of 2013, possibly to avoid the digital network where she makes her living but also just because it’s a beautiful day, Ursula puts her hat on her head and sets out along her favourite thoroughfare, Queen St. West, in Toronto. Walking, thinking, watching and talking, Ursula opens to her neighbourhood. She visits a bookstore, goes to the bank, has lunch with a friend, attends a dress fitting, posts a scathing letter to the mayor, and considers having her hair cut. She chants om. She picks flowers. Walking is Ursula’s way of greeting Mother Nature. This is her way of honouring her favourite writer of all time, the flaneur Robert Walser. This is bliss. But every sunny day must come to an end, and every walk must turn homeward again. As a soft rain begins to fall, Ursula is overcome with grief, loss, and regret. Will she find relief from her pain? Will she run for mayor? Will she learn to skate? Most importantly, will Ursula finally learn to believe in love?
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Ursula, an eccentric, middle-aged writer, likes to walk almost as much as she likes to write. One day in the spring of 2013, possibly to avoid the digital network where she makes her living but also just because it’s a beautiful day, Ursula puts her hat on her head and sets out along her favourite thoroughfare, Queen St. West, in Toronto. Walking, thinking, watching and talking, Ursula opens to her neighbourhood. She visits a bookstore, goes to the bank, has lunch with a friend, attends a dress fitting, posts a scathing letter to the mayor, and considers having her hair cut. She chants om. She picks flowers. Walking is Ursula’s way of greeting Mother Nature. This is her way of honouring her favourite writer of all time, the flaneur Robert Walser. This is bliss. But every sunny day must come to an end, and every walk must turn homeward again. As a soft rain begins to fall, Ursula is overcome with grief, loss, and regret. Will she find relief from her pain? Will she run for mayor? Will she learn to skate? Most importantly, will Ursula finally learn to believe in love?