The circus spires of Manhattan, bedrock splinters, antenna azimuths, surrogate steel, offshore investments, east of east in the west, home.
An exercise for airport queues: look at each face and imagine their unbelievable potential through a specific caricature (a princess, an astronaut). Next time you see them around the bend, imagine the opposite—their worst self (a killer, a leech). Then, imagine the realistic middle scenario.
What do you call two people who share a half-sibling but are not related?
Only converge into expansive containers. If you're going to put yourself in a box, ensure it has trap doors and mirrors on all sides.
You can never know if the present moment will survive the great filter of human memory but you can be fairly sure it won’t.
I remember logging about a (crypto?) ad near gate B24 a few years back. The act of turning a basic perception into a sentence records it to memory.
