Ray Bradbury. Dandelion wine (№ 84448)

Every city - new York, Chicago - with all its inhabitants from afar seems to be just a fiction. And I can't believe I live here, in Illinois, in a small town at the tranquil lake. All of us find it hard to believe, everyone hard to believe that all others exist because we are too far from each other. And how glorious it is to hear voices and noise and know that Mexico city still stands in its place and the people there still walk the streets and live...