Neighborhood Pastimes Are Dust in the Wind
Like most people who live in urban areas, I see bicyclists every day, most of them dodging in and out of traffic on their way to make Grubhub deliveries to those too lazy, or feverishly working “remotely” to pick up their Chipotle’s or triple-caramel lattes with whipped cream and non-organic walnuts. I’m not exempt from this post-pandemic escalation of “Don’t Cook Tonight, Call Chicken Delight”-like manner of taking it easy, although it’s just a weekly convenience, such as when I want a couple... Читать дальше...
