In the meantime, what I meant to say was, that I walked around the loop all day looking for a bank, which when viewed in Google maps, seemed to be taking over the city, but seemed on the ground to be every demolished or in construction building in the loop.
Yes, and through the loop I threaded, until arriving at a building that was one owned by the school I am here to attend. I entered, babbled something about wanting to get my photo ID, which I did, but after decided to go across the street to Walgreens and buy a razor, then return to the school and shave in the sink of the men’s room. This I did, quickly and unevenly, possibly a component in why I feel I failed my job interview later in the day.
But, who knows, and I celebrated anyway, eating at a nice Italian eatery where everyone around me spoke Italian and laughed as one of them evidently reenacted a fight from the previous night. It felt good there. I sat outside. I ate a real meal. But the fact that on a crowded street, no one interrupted my meal, nor anyone else in their mealings, means possibly two things, and definitely one: I will head down there again sometime.
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