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Making my home into a subway station

I miss a few things about Toronto. My friends and family. The food. The clouds and lightning. And the TTC.

I was a big TTC fan and always curious about its history and decor.

Well, check out this feature from BlogTO:
Walloper is a collective of self-proclaimed "art geeks, design wonks and new-urbanist cheerleaders" and one of their current projects aims to bring a slice of the iconic TTC aesthetic to the home. TTC signage-inspired decals are available for purchase on the site, and a few sample photos demonstrate how they might be incorporated into your
home decor.

The National Post did an article about them, too. Another one at Torontoist. Even BoingBoing chimes in about the TTC wall decals.

Yes, very geek. Very nerd. But very cool.

I don't know which I like more: these TTC wall decals or these Space Invaders wall decals. Maybe I can do one wall of the future computer room with invaders, and the other with subway stuff. Or if we have a long hallway -- or the garage!!! Oh, this is fun.

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  1. I went to Toronto a few times; I particularly enjoyed that Canada's Wonderland park (I know its outside the city but I sort of consider anything Ontario within vicinity!) And there was some Irish Pub on Yonge street or something (around the Exchange District for sure)... omg the most amazing porkchop I ever ate LOL...

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  2. I too used to miss my home & family whenever I go for long holiday trips.

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