I stood there waiting, night breeze cooling my skin. I looked at this little world around me: Parents soothing tired children, eager for summer vacation; others running to loving embrace as they reunite with family: others impatient for their Uber, weary from their travels and desperate for their own bed. The incessant stream of headlights inched past me, accompanied with a cacophony of foreign languages, car horns, and cell phones. And there we stood, all pockets of the country, all folds the world, sharing that walkway; sharing this city.
