Under the exquisite illumination of the neon and magenta lights of the stores,
I couldn’t see the city’s past,
but I could see their remarkably similar present.
The future?
I don’t know where the city is headed – just as I don’t know where I’m headed.
The crowds of people were like a tidal wave, and I was finally lost in the city.
Can we not say that every person who comes to the earth is also a sandbar rising to the surface of the water?
