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Torontonians certainly love talking about their city. Now, with this month's publication of a new collection of essays, Toronto: A City Becoming, assembled by David Macfarlane, there's even more to talk about.

When tipsters aren't writing in to tell us that local weekly editors were spotted eating burritos, they write in to tell us even more mundane things - On Monday David MacFarlane was seen walking down College Street, possibly exiting a dry cleaning shop. But fresh on the heels of Zoilus' announcement that a NYTimeser was in town to do a piece on this town's musical lights, we get word that a certain Vanity Fair writer has also been traipsing around the IFOA, gathering materials for a piece on Toronto's writerly lights. Other than that, Shinan tell us that Zadie Smith (not to be confused with the new Zadie Smith, or the new, new Zadie Smith) came to hear a Mac-toting Candace Bushnell do her thing, and frowned. The low celeb wattage matches the weather, and the weather makes us want to curl up with a good book. Author Julian Barnes gets interviewed by the Globe's Marty Levin tonight.

- Uh, P Diddy/Mr. Sean John was in town to promote his stellar line of custom tailoring last evening, but who the hell is Puff? Call him the artist formerly known as puff, if you must. Launching new duds with Puff

Today's article in the Globe Review about David Macfarlane was probably intended to tell us new and exciting things about David Macfarlane. But TOist couldn't get past the giant picture of David Macfarlane and his city-issue bike post, a prop in his latest play. You see, for years we've lost sleep at night wondering about the validity of a rumour that we've not been able to confirm or disconfirm via snopes: Did NDP mustache Jack Layton invent those circular bike nubs? Is Layton our localized Internet-inventing Al Gore? Or is it all just an urban myth, repeated groundlessly each time we match kryptonite to concrete? We were going to shout out our query when Jack passed us by at this weekend's College Street processional, but didn't want to disturb the concentration of the thirty-odd, elderly Portuguese men that surrounded us. Any information pertaining to Layton's inventing gene most welcome! We find it hard to believe that Jack has extra time to divert to such endeavours, but he does find time to meticulously groom that stache, so anything's possible.

Fired Globe and Mail columnist and avid bicyclist David Macfarlane’s new play Fishwrap (previously discussed on Torontoist here), which is about a "fictional" newspaper columnist and avid bicyclist who gets fired, opens in previews tonight at the Tarragon. According to eye’s on-the-ball theatre scribe Gord McLaughlin, the show includes a few not-so-subtle digs at Globe booster-in-chief Edward Greenspon and "that column by that awfully pretty young woman who writes about being an awfully pretty young woman." (Speaking of, Torontoist’s great Leah McLaren debate from last week continues over here.)

? And thwack, the latest issue of Toronto Life fell loudly onto Torontoist's porch. On it, a grinning MayDay Miller, article courtesy of Cheap Seats.

There is no lonelier soul than a freelance writer who discovers, belatedly, that he is no longer wanted by the magazines and the newspapers by which he has eked out his living. Angry, funny and cruelly accurate, the play asks the question: how can a man make sense of a life that has never been anything more than yesterday's paper? It’s interesting to track the evolution of the play through subsequent press releases.