March 7th. As I was getting closer and closer to the mall, after what felt like a genuine urban hike (because I had the bright idea of walking all the way from the train station to the mall - that's how much I resent the thought of taking a bus by myself), I heard a bell tolling. Yes. Because across the street from the mall there's a tiny church, which I hadn't noticed before. So my mind immediately shifted towards Vanessa Veselka's Zazen. My little urban hike now took the proportions of a pilgrimage to the box-mall-church run by the Church of Enlightened Capital.
"Walking into the box-mall-church always feels the same. Like something really bad has happened and no one inside knows."