In New York, New York.

Somewhere between Manhattan and Brooklyn, on the Brooklyn Bridge.

Sometimes when I see people driving, I wonder if they’re going somewhere or coming back. One might think “both,” but really one or the other is usually primary. Like when you leave home on your way to work, you say that you’re going to work…you don’t typically say you’re leaving home. Everybody on the road or walking down the street is between points a and b…and there’s always a story that goes with it. Some boring and straightforward, others complicated and emotional.

Creating stories of where they’re going and why can be quite a fascinating game to play. Are they happy to be heading where they’re going? Are they sad to be leaving where they came from? What music or news or talk are they listening to? What car trouble do they need to stop putting off before the car stops running?

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