Timmy

The Coin-Operated Viewer

The platform at the top was full of people doing the same thing, which is a quiet of its own. A man in a maroon shirt held his phone over the ledge. A woman with an orange backpack sat on a stone bench and kept it on. Nobody talked much. Below, the slope went green and steep, and below that all of Montreal lay flat as a hand, beige and grey and white, one tall white tower standing apart. There was a coin-operated viewer bolted to the concrete, black and silver, aimed at the skyline. I had no coi