Yesterday, I walked Mercer Street after work, carrying a paper bag with two warm rolls inside. A small sign outside the bus stop showed the latest about . I stopped to read it, though I had no real for the evening. The notice raised a : why do we often hurry past the places we use every day?
昨天下班后，我沿着 Mercer Street 散步，手里提着一个纸袋，里面装着两个温热的面包卷。 公交车站外的一个小标志显示了关于道路维修的最新信息。 我停下来阅读它，尽管我对这个夜晚并没有什么真正的计划。 这则通知引发了一个问题：为什么我们总是匆忙走过那些我们每天都在使用的地方？
I sat on a bench near the and watched people come and go. One student shared a phone charger with a stranger. A waited in the shade, checking his map. Nothing special happened, but the street felt friendly. At for a few minutes, nobody seemed in a rush to get somewhere else.
我坐在学院附近的长椅上，看着人们来来往往。 一个学生和陌生人共用了一个手机充电器。 一名外卖骑手在树荫下等待，查看他的地图。 没有发生什么特别的事情，但这条街道让人感觉很亲切。 至少在几分钟内，似乎没有人急着去别的地方。
City life is full of small signs and brief meetings. We may not remember them for long, but they change how a familiar street feels. I finished my rolls and walked home more slowly.
城市生活充满了小小的标志和短暂的相遇。 我们或许不会长时间记住它们，但它们改变了一条熟悉街道给人的感觉。 我吃完了面包卷，放慢脚步走回家。
