Since I moved to financial district I’ve experienced the other side of Manhattan. The one without the grid-pattern. It is completely impossible to find your way between these narrow, short, long, twisted, randomized streets surrounded by tall, tall buildings without getting lost. So yesterday morning, on my first run I brought a map. It made me look like a fool, but it did save me though. Today, I felt like taking the next step towards citizen and looked like an even worse fool, as I pitifully wanted to cry, as I couldn’t fin my way back.
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