Only the Unimpassioned Nagging of a Maiden will Save Us Now
· 2 December 2004 ·

The main thing deeply unsettling about living in a metropolitan area is this:
You’re walking about outside in a Pacific Northwest winter. The temperature isn’t Siberian but, sure, it’s refrigerated. Predictably you are well swaddled in warm clothes to fend off the frostiness. Now, it’s when one walks nearby a manhole cover, a grate, or a vent and is met with a passionless blast of luke-warm air that the unsettlement begins.
Any of you other metroplis dwellers encounter this?

Written by Izak Elvrum

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  1. Indeed my friend. Try this. when you walk past a subway door.. there come a blast of foul warmish air then you step into the street where there are at least 25 manholes on this block alone, then you look at I-90 or what some call the massachusettes turnpike which is four lanes going each direction with five lanes worth of traffic in them into a tunnel which goes under the whole fucking city and under they bay too! not to mention that this “big dig’ if you have ever heard of it, has recently been discovered to have numerous leaks from the ocean above! fun. then i go outside into the half snow half rain 33 degree weather with nasty wind and no gloves because i forget these things sometimes. and when i go to cross a cross walk with clearly illuminated white walk man on the other side, there are 3 taxis who screech to a halt for the stupid music college student crossing in a CROSSWALK? then of course they must all honk several times before flooring it down the residental highly populated streets at 45-75 miles per hour. yes. Metropolitan indeed.
    — Wyatt Winston    Dec 6, 01:17 PM    #