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July 24, 2013
It isn't easy for me living in a concrete jungle, among many concrete-hearted individuals.

People seem to have a knack for avoiding interaction, which in itself isn't bad - some boundaries just have to be respected. But for simple things, like asking your fellow passengers to pass your fare to the driver, interaction is a norm that seems to have been forgotten. Your hand could be in their face without them noticing.

Yesterday, I was sitting with just a couple of inches of my butt on the jeepney seat, but nobody budged their asses to make even a little room.