Audience and Embarassment: Sometimes It’s Best to Pretend You’re Alone

Bike on its side.

Walking with Theo and Rory, I approached a young kid, eight or nine, having a blast on a razor scooter. I know, I didn’t realize they were still around either. He was pumping along until he built up enough speed to blast though the puddles accumulated next to the curb, spraying miniature wakes across the […]