The herd.
The speed at which it moves depends on the day of the week and the time of the day. Holy those Bay St. Boys are fast! The weekend beach goers are slooooow. Tourists are gawkers - which you'll run smack into if you're not paying attention.
Get caught in the middle of the herd and you. are. stuck. Stick to the sides, dart in and out, and you'll control your sidewalk destiny.
Don't get caught up in the bits of conversations you'll overhear. Break ups. Affairs. Diagnosis'. Gossip. Work-stuff. It's like reading a single page out of 100 different books.
Most of all I've learned to suppress my silly grin. This short-term city living is hilarious.
Feeling grateful,
Louise
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