Like every other major city, Toronto's suburbs are often derided and scorned. The assumption is that people live there only because they can't afford the vibrant, cultural and exciting downtown. Scarborough is Toronto's most eastern suburb, home to just over 600,000 people. It's where I grew up and it's where I moved back to about five years ago. Certainly, here you will find the ubiquitous strip mall - barren lakes of grey asphalt surrounding low-rise retail plazas that can often only be distinguished from each other by garish signs pronouncing their particular service for the local community. But Scarborough is more than just that. There are stories to tell here too. My intent is to lend voice to these stories and to find the beauty in communities that are all too often ignored and marginalized.