Some lovely writing. I really like this observation about urban living: > When we lose the ability to live among the bodies of strangers, we don’t just lose th

Some lovely writing. I really like this observation about urban living: > When we lose the ability to live among the bodies of strangers, we don’t just lose the tribal solace of company, but the relief from solipsism — the elbow brush of other lives unfurling just beside our own, the reminder of other people’s daily survival, the reminder that there are literally seven billion other ways to be alive besides the particular way I am alive; that there are countless other ways to be lonely besides the particular ways I am lonely; other ways to hope, other ways to seek joy.