At home, even if you don’t know someone, you act like you do. Everyone waves and says hello to each other. Everyone holds the door for each other. In New York City, everyone's main concern seems to be themselves. On the street there’s just a sea of faces. It’s impossible to know everyone. There’s no smiles, just sour expressions. If someone bumps into another person, there is no excuse me‘s or sorry’s, just a huff of annoyance. The oddest part is the lack of communication. Everyone is walking just inches away from each other. As close as everyone is, they all seem so far apart. Everyone seems to be in a rush, as though they need to be somewhere important right that second. They are either talking on their phones or listening to music. They seem to block out everyone else, like they are the only person on that sidewalk. Like they are the only person in the
At home, even if you don’t know someone, you act like you do. Everyone waves and says hello to each other. Everyone holds the door for each other. In New York City, everyone's main concern seems to be themselves. On the street there’s just a sea of faces. It’s impossible to know everyone. There’s no smiles, just sour expressions. If someone bumps into another person, there is no excuse me‘s or sorry’s, just a huff of annoyance. The oddest part is the lack of communication. Everyone is walking just inches away from each other. As close as everyone is, they all seem so far apart. Everyone seems to be in a rush, as though they need to be somewhere important right that second. They are either talking on their phones or listening to music. They seem to block out everyone else, like they are the only person on that sidewalk. Like they are the only person in the