This time, this week, this walk, this visit all moves at a tempo of its own. My head unravels so differently each time, new things are revealed, and more is dislodged and let go of. I could wander these streets in obscurity, nudity, and anonymity if only I was not a giant in this place. To rise, more than a foot above the average face, without even noticing. To stand out like a 100 watt bulb in darkness, and yet feel so completely as one among millions.