.chelsea girls.

Tonight,
on the subway (as many stories start),
sans books
(I forgot it!)
I sat there with a little Spanish speaking girl
a mother and daughter chatting in Chinese
and a couple (slightly) arguing in
Hebrew.

All speaking at the
same time
and all with quite veracity.

It was glorious in it's chaos.

(The Tower of Babel by Pieter Brueghel the Elder - wiki him, you totally know his work. Okay maybe not, I forget not everyone has had extensive art history training)