You might not be familiar with the name "Marker Starling," and we don't exactly blame you.
Besides the obvious—birds singing, buds popping, a general lack of snow everywhere—there are a few distinct signs that spring has returned to Drake’s universe. One of them is a patio full of smiling faces, the sound of glass and silverware clinking up and down Beaconsfield Avenue.
The other? All the bikes locked up out front.