no walk is wasted

an insight

No walk, as far as I am concerned, is ever wasted. In contrast, for example, to a car journey. In a city — especially one dominated by cars, by individualistic rather than collective, private rather than public modes of transport — it is walking that habitually makes me feel alive. It makes me feel both vitally connected to the city's ceaseless circuits of energy and, at the same time, delicately detached from them. Stimulant, then, and narcotic.

Matthew Beaumont, The Walker

book cover of The Walker

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Early morning in San Francisco, empty street on a sunny day
San Francisco

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