I always thought it was just an expression, like Yonge-Dundas Square is the heart of Toronto, but then I found the actual heart of Toronto wandering the gritty streets of the city, spreading love, or whatever hearts really do.
This was a bigger than life heart, fuzzy and probably could be described as heartzilla. I was scared and ran away before I could tell if the creature was friendly or ready to crush all pedestrians in its path. Now that I have seen one of Toronto's body parts and confirmed they can be real, I must really keep away from the ass end of the City.
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