Crosswalk. No lights. Headache. Not done skimming the streets though. A lot of social notes still to take. A bastard ethnographer, viewing the ghosts of the past in the faces of now. Lost intellectual looking for community, but not the typical idea of community where simple marks, mark roughly, rather where the marks are soft and transitory. The pedestrian crosses. She is now gendered. Is she? Crosswalk. Lights on now. Flash. Flash. The pedestrian makes a face--one of anger and not confusion. Flash. Flash. "You flash. You pay." Pause. No lights. No money. Soft observations are no longer free.
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