“Heathrow”

Chaos all around. But Jimmy was finally heading home to peaceful New York City. He would have to deal with Heathrow first.

Surrounded by different languages and cultures. London and New York are trans-Atlantic sister cities, but they are unique in their own ways. London has a lot of the people Americans love to bitch about. Jimmy notices how normal all those people are. New York has a lot of those same people. America likes to complain about its own. People everywhere are just trying to get by. Both cities are good examples of people coexisting. Not in the bullshit bumper-sticker-on-a-Prius hippie way. But in a realistic way. People dealing with each other. Agreeing to disagree. Animals around the watering hole. We all just want some water without fear of being eaten by some asshole predator.

Jimmy is surrounded by babies. They giggle and cry and throw up all over their mothers’ tits. No one seems to mind. It’s cute. It’s babies being babies. Get to Jimmy’s age and these things are no longer cute. Jimmy can’t fart or burp or stumble into a hot mom’s tits and be commended for it. He catches the gaze of one of the young kids and salutes his glass of overpriced Jameson. “Enjoy it while you can, kid.”

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