Living On the Edge: Why We’re Attracted to Places Where the Manmade Abuts the Natural
This article was originally published on Common Edge as "Living on the Edge."
Upper West Side, Manhattan, Nueva York. Image © Francois Roux | Shutterstock
This article was originally published on Common Edge as "Living on the Edge."
I am on the edge. Not emotionally or psychologically—although this could be the case—but literally, physically, spatially, geographically. As I write this, I am sitting on the balcony of a hotel room in Miami Beach, overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. Behind me is the whole State of Florida and, indeed, the entire North American continent. In front of me: the boardwalk, a narrow beach, and then a lot of water—and not much else between here and Mauritania, a distance of more than 4,400 miles.
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