Walking toward it, I felt that some other explanation might be possible. Sand? The remnants of a laundry delivery accident?
But up close, the truth was clear - a giant snow mound in the middle of September. This raised several alarming possibilities. Sure - snow melted everywhere else in Montreal... but perhaps this one pile was so enormous that it NEVER MELTED... all summer long. Or - perhaps it had already snowed - we had missed this fact while working - and Quebec's superior snow removal service had erased all evidence... except for this lone pile.
Always an optimist, Sam recovered from the initial shock.
I interrogated fellow park goers. Their story? Dumped ice from a local hockey rink.
We may never know the truth.
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