Apparently my wife has chunks of metal in her jeans, ’cause the metal wand kept beeping around her side. But we got through and found a snack at Tim Horton’s. Funny story: our cabbie knows the guy who runs Florida Jack’s boxing club in Toronto, just around the corner from where we live. Small world.

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  1. The security lady, her supervisor, and I decided it was my underwear (don’t ask, I don’t know, we couldn’t think of anything else). Thankfully, it was Halifax so I was not dragged into a “special” room and stripped searched.

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