Our Story 2

He was moving briskly in what is perhaps the busiest intersection in the world, or maybe just one of the most famous, or more likely, he just made those ideas up because he wanted to feel more important that he already was. Well, not that he was very important in the first place, but, well, you get the idea.

He felt like he had grown old in this place, this juncture of time and space, and didn't want to accept the fear that his time might be coming to an end. "Watch out jerkface!" a foreign cabbie hollered at him just in the nick of time--our hero managed to twist his body into a sideways horseshoe and not get struck by the yellow vehicle.

"Who uses the term jerkface?" our hero pondered, this time a few steps back from the path on oncoming traffic.