If I Had a Hammer...
I am - was - a reluctant Hamiltonian. During my high-school years in small-town Grimsby and the endless suburbs of Burlington - neighbouring towns to the East and West - we looked down our noses at Hamilton, and that disdain took a while to get over.

Actually, Hamilton itself took some time to get over, too... the closed-up shops in parts of downtown, the stubby little Portuguese men lined up along James North staring at you, the fuming scar of the 403 dividing West Hamilton from downtown.

But I've since found all sorts of things that I like about Hamilton, and found that I sort of love some of the things I don't like.

I have a Hammer. This is what it looks like.
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