Agency environments are often painted by outsiders as nurturing fishbowl-like conditions where staff are scrutinized by closed circuit television (ever see the movie “The Firm”?).
In contrast, Harbinger’s 181-year old heritage building accommodates no such big-brotheresque security facilities.
Our president is, however, prone to doling out big brother-like advice such as “resist the urge to eat a 3rd peameal bacon-on-a-bun sandwich at the St. Lawrence Market” or “don’t jaywalk across Adelaide Street.”
At Harbinger we feel it’s much more fun and relevant to monitor our neighbourhood surroundings, then ourselves. If there’s a Big Brother here, he’s more likely to be joining in the fun then putting the kibosh to it.
But to really think like a Harbingerite (and to escape your Big Brother) you’ve got to eat, drink and shop like a Harbingerite. Click on the map below to start your journey. Go ahead! We won’t tell.
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