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“When so many are lonely as seem to be lonely, it would be inexcusably selfish to be lonely alone.”
Its 4 o’clock in the afternoon. I’m sitting at my desk checking emails, browsing the latest election year vitriol, and wishing I hadn’t eaten so much Chinese food for lunch. My phone vibrates and there is a text from Jeremy Novy:
“Painting a rainbow crosswalk tonight hopefully. The sidewalk in the neutral grounds between the Phoenix and Mags.”
The article I wrote a few months back had begun taking on a small life of its own. What began as a conversation on vigilante urbanism was quickly evolving from theory into practice. My food coma starts to recede.
“I’ll see you there,” I text back.
It’s 9 PM and I’m shuffling across Elysian Fields Avenue with my camera, a vodka soda, and a Bud Lite for Jeremy. (more…)