On the love for teeming streets

I want a city that never sleeps

Photo by Ronan Furuta on Unsplash

That’s what they say about New York, that it never sleeps. That’s true in Buenos Aires, certainly, and I’ve heard it’s true of Mexico City as well. These mega-cities of apartment towers where the citizenry occupy the streets, where every stoplight has a klatch of people vying for position, trying not to fall off the curb, rubbing shoulder to shoulder. Where…