I was wandering down Bathurst street when I noticed two identical pairs of sweatpants hanging on the front entrance to a church.
Figuring I could probably get an image of someone looking at them curiously (as I was) I began to wait.
Almost immediately my focus was rewarded and a curious little scene unfolded before me.
I asked the man after why he thought the sweatpants were there.
He replied, "Art project, crazy person I don't know. Either way they do not belong there, the church is a sacred place."
