Or incongrus pairs of activities more generally, combined like Wines and meats, with the manic and fanciful touch of a museum curator who has something to prove
In this day and age when i can barely get off my phone when I finally spend time reading my book some nights I feel so stereotypically human.
I’m currently reading The Briar Club :o
performatively reading at the cafe/M train/ park bench to impress girls is OUT. performatively reading at the laundromat to impress six strangers of varying ages and genders and life stages, all wearing sweatpants, is IN.
It’s good to read in public. It’s even better to read any old thing at places like bars and restaurants without worrying about what people might think if they see you reading—for example—a romantasy novel with a cheesy cover. Get out there and RNATC!
Gazpacho only in the late summer, persimmons only in the winter, etc. just because we can import anything from anywhere anytime doesn’t mean we should. Nothing is special if you can have it whenever you want it.
