Talking and walking is fun, whereas straight-up walking is super-boring and hurts my feet.
It's a real ride to try to process the emotions associated with watching your mother step into the cage.
I worry about people smelling phantom B.O.
In the interest of a happy medium between tourists and locals, I'd like to lay some ground rules.
Long before anonymous cyberbullying, I hurt and humiliated two kids who didn't deserve it.
Getting a taste of the normalcy that we took for granted when we shared a city was all at once precious and cruel.