Dispatch from an advertising future #132


He was a flâneur. He wandered the city. He’d done it in The Before allowing himself to be carried along with the crowd. No aims just strolling, seeing. Psychogeographic purists had rejected the glasses claiming the feeds destroyed the chance encounter and random meanderings of thought and sight. He loved them. He called them his ‘turtle’ as they overlayed stories of urban activity like an Iain Sinclair sentence. He’d loved seeing the vibrancy of city life and commerce encoded in wandering live data points. But that was then. As he wandered through his city now his glasses flickered only occasionally.