Abstract thought

“I sat down on the concrete divider between the Barnes and Noble parking lot and Einstein Moomjy. I watched people going in and out of Einstein Moomjy, the heat shimmer, the traffic. I tried to fathom it. How a piece of land that was once a forest full of wildlife and Indians could become loaded with abstract thought. Road engineering. The mechanics of cars. Architecture. Wiring schemae, sewage, plumbing. The materials of the buildings and their petrochemical origins. Then there were the people, bred of every possible ethnicity, tracing their past to innumerable cultures and geographical locations, yet all of them brought here by some circumstance to acquire a NJ twang and a MasterCard.”

from Double Vision by Tricia Sullivan

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