As I wandered the streets in a desolate funk, I would ask myself the impossible, the embarrassing, the ultimate childish question of Why? – Why this city? Why this life? Why anything? Of course I knew that “why” was a question you were supposed to stop asking around the age of ten but I couldn’t free myself from it.

-Daniel Pinchbeck

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