does the city

does the city change the people inside the city by the very way the streets move from streets to streets, how the air fills our lungs with heat or cold or clean or filth, how the people are pressed against your elbows or pressed into your skin or so far away you're drowning in open space, and does the way we move from house to house to house change us?

am i the same man living in wiesbaden that i am living in fort worth?

did i put on a new mask when i traveled through the hostels that i took off again when i stepped of the plane?

alas, sometimes i think identity is an illusion of intellect, like time or death.