We're just people. The homeless are just as cold and hungry, hoping for left over crepes and waffles gelato. The kids are cocky, still tethering between school or social priorities. Wealthier people, dressed the part, are a bit fatter than the rest. Taxi cabbies still honk non stop, drive fast, and hold some of the best local knowledge around. Supermarkets are busy and businessmen wear suits. Beautiful beaches are littered with beautiful bodies and the elderly are still afforded great courtesy. They're just people!
So what's different? Context!
Is it the smog and diesel exhaust fumes that settle and engulf the pedestrians navigating the endless web of narrow alleys and streets? Or is it the constant awareness of deep holes unmarked on the sidewalks that would end a fun filled trip in a hurry? It reminds me of guiding my horse around gopher holes, barbwire, and rattle snakes on Colby's Colorado ranch. Maybe its the price put on air conditioned buses. Surely the gas fumes locked into the cabin of the bus were deemed tolerable for it was refreshingly cool. Maybe i was over reacting...but the girl with an open bottle of scented lotion pressed up against her nose confirmed the dangerous yet justified exposure to toxicity. How about the wet floors with no caution sign. Or the surprise from tipping on your meal, so much so that they don't say thank you.
The context and circumstance may be different but the people are the same. That's pleasantly reassuring.
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