Karma

July 22, 2005

worlds within worlds

Filed under: Thought, Observation

The clam chowder comes in short styrofoam soup cups, with flat plastic lids. And the moment you place the lid over the hot soup, it of course steams up. But then, as you walk down the hallway, some of the soup hops up and splashes against the lid, leaving strange formations against the steam that looks almost like a little continent on a map. It’s different every time…






















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