It started with a simple trip to McDonald’s to satisfy a hungry stomach, but I ended up with a seat that offered a perfect view of the world outside. At first glance, it was just an ordinary Taipei intersection—perhaps a bit more crowded, with more cars and people, all under the relentless, searing sun.
Every time a bus pulled up, a tide of passengers would wash across the street. When the buses left, the scene would thin out into a sparse quiet, only to be punctuated by sudden waves of pedestrians appearing from unknown corners. Everyone has their own gait, their own way of shielding themselves from the sun, and their own unique style.
I saw them all: the loners, the couples, the colleagues, and the friends. Some were deep in conversation, some were lost in their headphones, and others were simply focused on crossing as fast as possible. Between the frantic dashers and the leisurely strollers, the rhythm of the pedestrian signal revealed a thousand different personalities.
In this constant flow, we were all just strangers, briefly converging in this specific sliver of time and space.
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