Sidewalk is where I project my street image in perfect spontaneity. As perfect strangers, we dance with each other’s social selves all our lives. It is there that my most contrived acts are as authentic as my sidewalk etiquette, or my street survival. For it all came from the very core of my emotional being.
I step into this same river once, twice, thrice…and most everyday, into the flow where you are part of that ever-changing flux for me, as I am for you.
And row we do, we row, row, row ever so gently and violently, up and down each other’s very same stream.
Merrily, merrily, life is.


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