Along the No. 20 Line: "At Templeton Drive two middle-aged women come aboard. They're dressed in faded white coveralls so they must be bound for shift work at Rogers', or Burns or Swift's or somewhere." (p. 15)
"The car turns here, and the trolley arm may come off the power line overhead... The two blocks along Templeton are an oppressive stretch of not-so-old but nonetheless decaying wooden apartment buildings mixed with dilapidated and jammed-together row houses. But from the vantage point of the No. 20 window you can look west- out over Wall Street a block below, out along the C.P.R. mainline curving around the base of the hill, down the tracks to the heart of the industrial waterfront." (p.15-16)
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