The Autism News | English By JOSH WINGROVE | Saturday’s Globe and Mail Stephen Reid was sitting at the bar in Castro’s Lounge, a Beaches watering hole where he’s a regular, when he noticed the new guy a few seats down. The stranger was wearing jeans, a Chelsea soccer jersey, and a thick woollen coat – a bit much for the April weather. The two solo bar-sitters started talking.
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