First of all, I saw in courtroom thirty-seven a rather interesting case involving a man, Alam Buock, charged with various offenses related to drugs and weapons. Although I was unable to attend the sentencing, I was able to receive numerous notes about the case and how it unfolded. Additionally, I also found it interesting to see that Alam Buock had already been proven guilty of all the offenses beforehand. On the other hand, I found it quite dismaying that the Crown referred to the defense lawyer as "my friend", even though I already knew that this was common among lawyers. Subsequently, I attended a pre-trial detention by video, which was honestly quite ordinary. Finally, I made my way to courtroom thirty-five to watch the drug trial. It was truly the best case I have ever had the privilege of witnessing, and it was the most surreal. For the rest of the afternoon, I watched the defense attorney deconstruct the defendant's alibi piece by piece until it no longer seemed credible. Unfortunately, I had to leave at what seemed to be the climax of the affair. Regardless, I had definitely saved the best for last by wrapping up the trip with the drug deal. Overall, the Elgin Street Courthouse was undeniably the most emotional part of the