Passing stranger is (1000 lines, day 7 of 365)

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17 November 2008

Passing stranger is
suddenly fascinated
by a blade of grass.

It’s something I never understood about cities, and something I miss terribly about home.

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One Response to “Passing stranger is (1000 lines, day 7 of 365)”

  1. Jill Jeziorski realized,

    When you pass someone on the street it’s almost like you experience the “awkward elevator ride” situation. It doesn’t hurt to smile and be nice to someone you don’t know.

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