It’s colder in the city, closer too the water, less soil and green, more concrete and steal.
But as we fold into this sardine can, packing bodies in close enough to feel each other’s breath; the urban chill becomes increasingly distant.
The dog is the first thing people notice, then the cane and then the dark glasses.
The blind couple is dressed for an occasion and its clear, though they are smiling, that they are a bit nervous and defeated by the bustle.
Instantly the crowd parts, a young punk rock couple vacates their seats, and guides them to rest.
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