Bewildered Old Man

Whenever we arrive in an unfamiliar environment, what is the first thing we tend to do?

We don’t look around at the surrounding landscape, perhaps the sun, the stars, a quiet old man sitting on a stoop across the street casually observing our instinctive 21st century actions.

We open the respective map application on our phone.

We clench our arms real tight, move our chin towards our neck, and move around in a circle.

First a couple degrees left, then a couple degrees right, until the blue arrow tells us where to go and we walk off, staring down at our device – without any memory of the old man sitting on the stoop, watching us, bewildered.

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