story: The Lazy River
author: Zadie Smith
where: university campus
note: I live somewhere that has its own “lazy river”, when did I expect this? I still prefer sometimes-grimy sometimes-lush Brooklyn.
a line: “But once you have entered the Lazy River, with all its pliability and ease, its sterilizing chlorine and swift yet manageable currents, it is very hard to accept the sea: its abundant salt, its marine life, those little islands of twisted plastic.”