Dearest gentle 6ixers, Amongst the polished towers of Bay Street and the chic soirées of Yorkville, there exists a privileged few who truly know what’s what in the 6ix. Consider me one of them, and for my own safety, remain unnamed. From invite-only dinners to the hush-hush drama unfolding in the city’s most coveted circles, I’ve seen it all—and rest assured, you will too. While I remain a mystery, my words will leave no secret untold. After all, in this city, it’s not just who you know, but what you know. Keep your eyes peeled, for the tea I spill is piping hot, month after month.
