There's nowhere to walk here - every task and errand requires a vehicle. I need a city. Running out for milk or a pinch of cardamom or an armload of books is a pleasure in a city, where the walk carries you past tall buildings that draw your eyes up, and people people people of all sorts, bicyclists, couples, small families, students, professionals, professional creeps. Here, everyone drives around with their car windows rolled up.
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