Care

Anniek Wheeler

I walk past the public washroom at Broughton and Douglas almost every day. At first glance, it’s just a small structure—sleek, industrial, unassuming.

We don’t often think about bathrooms until we really need one. And for some people, that need isn’t occasional—it’s daily, urgent, and tied up with dignity. This one little unit feels like a step toward a more thoughtful city, one that sees the basic needs we all share and does something about them. It made me feel hopeful that we’re looking for, and building, ways to care for each other.

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