How to Be a Human.
I sat in a plaza yesterday, behind La Moneda–Chile’s version of The White House. Diagonal paths come from all directions and meet up in the center, before darting off in opposite directions. People walk gruffly, generally ignoring one another–cell phones, busy faces, stern looks, fast paces. And just like in plazas everyday across the world… …And that would be the way I would begin the story if I were poetic and fluffy and really liked cliches and other happy horseshit.
Oct 23, 2012