This reminds me of Berlin, which reminded me that its going on almost ten years since I lived there. Time flies no matter what. For at least five years after, I had intense dreams of being lost, even in my old neighborhood of Kreuzberg. I knew the streets like the proverbial back of my hand but they were always changing in the dream. Intense anxiety trying to get home or get to the airport.
I still have the same dream every once in a while.
A spot for Philadelphia Magazine for an article about those annoying hordes of clipboard people who shame you into donating to charity on your way to work. Turns out they are paid, and work for a for-profit company that collects money for non-profits.