Train stations, airport terminals, subway stops: soulless spaces full of distracted, stressed zombies, or magical sets for fleeting, interlocking human stories?
Why can’t it be both? This is one of those ‘glass-half-full’ scenarios…
Train stations, airport terminals, subway stops: soulless spaces full of distracted, stressed zombies, or magical sets for fleeting, interlocking human stories?
Why can’t it be both? This is one of those ‘glass-half-full’ scenarios…
It turns out that your neighbor on the plane/bus/train (or the person sitting at the next table at the coffee shop) is a very, very chatty tourist. Do you try to switch seats, go for a non-committal brief small talk, or make this person your new best friend?
Given how much I generally loathe people, let alone having to interact with them… I’m sure you can guess what I would do… Continue reading
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