Last night I had some time to kill which I spent walking around Kenmore square watching cyclists. This is what it looked like: Okay, can you tell how many cyclists are in this scene? No cyclists you say? Look again! There are seven. See? Of course you can’t. BECAUSE THESE FOLKS NEED TO GET SOME […]
When I was a child I lived abroad in a country where there very different cultural attitude- particularly towards children. When I would need to cross the street to get to a park near my apartment, adult pedestrians and complete strangers would signal to cars who would come to dead stop. I would be escorted across […]