my daily routine when i wake up is to open my blinds and check out the people waiting for the bus on 1st ave. you can generally tell the weather by what they are wearing and their postures. it's also a concrete manifestation of the city's rat race. there's a line like this at 7am, and it doesn't end until noon.

the people movers come by every couple minutes and take the rat people away... then it starts all over again...

and minimal, parallel universe will never die!