“What’s a Tourist?”

On any given day, we pass a couple thousand total strangers, mixed in with probably a hundred people we know and either do or don’t notice. Of the remaining nineteen hundred total strangers, all of whom are slightly lost in this city, some live here full time and some flew here for the day. Except for the fact that they wear their backpacks on the front, there’s no point in wasting time identifying a tourist. Just point everybody in the right direction and get on with your day, Kina.

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