There is a formerly-secret bar downstairs from this hole-in-the-wall taqueria that used to be really cool.
Now I am here to actually get takeout tacos to take on an hour long subway ride home because no energy to cook anything, and no Mexican food near my home.
There is now a burly guard at the formerly secret door. And young men in well tailored suits coming up from downstairs, exuding that I-own-the-world air that is so familiar. I am content to remember that I will never be one of them and probably will be happier.

Drab office elevator aesthetic

I need to read the oddly relevant today Paul Valéry.
Only could find him translated into Russian (https://zvezdaspb.ru/index.php?page=8&nput=2963) but the way he writes about Paris – and the “contemporary world” of 1937 and of 2017 is amazing.

All I could think of all morning was Nevers, in France – the city I’ve never been to, and in all likelihood never will be.

I must have dreamt of Hiroshima Mon Amour but can’t remember any of it. Only the sound of the word remains.

Elon Musk has job openings for 473 people at SpaceX — here’s who it’s hiring

If you want to see what an idiotic autocratic president can do, just look at South Africa.

This could be our future, too.

There is nothing quite so tragic as a young cynic, because it means the person has gone from knowing nothing to believing nothing.

Maya Angelou, who would’ve been 89 today, on the courage to face evil. (via explore-blog)

A friend who lives in Philly asked her class to violate a gender norm and to write about it.

It was interesting to hear about the responses and to think how I would do in that assignment.