Front and centre: A disappointed businessman with a moustache stares through a smashed window in the wake of the G20 summit. The summit was a disaster for local businesses because—believe it or not—the army of riot police guarding the downtown core made everyone afraid to buy dinner and shoes. Personally, I chose to wear plastic bags on my feet rather than face their wrath. Does that make me weird? I'm surprised the Sun didn't use a picture of a buxom woman standing on a burning ATM to make a humorous visual pun on the word "BU$T."
Top: Former Detroit Redwinger Bob Probert has died. He also appears to be laughing at the disappointed businessman below. Did Probert break the window? It's not for me to say, but he was known as a tough guy.... Also: the Lotto Max jackpot is $43 million. It's so hot outside that I don't even care about money anymore.
Bottom: Today, when you go to the Arizona Bar & Grill to watch the World Cup game, you may notice a man standing just beyond the boundaries of the patio, his body painted in the glorious colours of the flag of Uruguay. That man is me. And he's not allowed to sit on the patio because the "management" thinks he's "nude."
Summary: I've said it before and I'll say it again: it's always nice to see a moustache on the front of your newspaper.
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