Last week I dreamt that I was in New York, riding public transport, talking to people and losing mys
Last week I dreamt that I was in New York, riding public transport, talking to people and losing myself in neighbourhoods with no particular destination. The city was winding, infinite and so alive. I miss the feeling of losing myself in some great new experience of urban anonymity. Of being nothing amongst everything. Of finding all the corners and the crannies of such a place. I long for unfamiliar streets. -- source link
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