Three days ago, I sat on a bench in a cramped subway car, watching a stranger’s phone glow brighter than the fluorescent lights above. The urge to leave that steel tunnel behind was so strong it felt like a physical ache. wildrobin.
Three days ago, I sat on a bench in a cramped subway car, watching a stranger’s phone glow brighter than the fluorescent lights above. The urge to leave that steel tunnel behind was so strong it felt like a physical ache. wildrobin.