Yesterday on Fourth Street, a rather large group of protesters was marching and chanting down the sidewalk in support of Middle East peace. We’re not entering the international political foray here, but delighting in the unexpected spectacle of the city. It could be the flute player whistling soft tunes a block down Fourth, a strange piece of public art you hadn’t seen before, or just a citizen on a soap box. City life gives birth to a richer experience. It’s dynamic, random, and somewhat uncontrollable. There’s always something new.
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