I was riding my bike through downtown today thinking about how fortunate we are to have such a vibrant commons; A place where old men sit on park benches, lulled by sound of children laughing and playing.
I was approaching a crosswalk at a busy intersection (busy by Moscow standards, anyway) when I saw a bearded young man making his way slowly across the street with the aid of a walker, his right foot dragging with every step. There was an older man with him who looked sturdy and capable in comparison to his companion. The light went through a whole cycle as they crossed the street, holding up traffic. The drivers held hostage in their cars, mesmerized by every tortured step.
I made my way quickly through the intersection and rode by the two men on the other side. The older man said something to the younger man who replied, "Whatever." He went on, "I hate that word: whatever. It's just a nice way to say fuck you."
I don't think that Fellini could have created a more interesting scene.
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