Many years ago, I for one semester, in addition to my regular classes, I taught a Sociology 101 class at Modesto Junior College. I had my students do some typically non-conformist experiment and then journal it. This reminded me of those days.
It was interesting to watch the reactions. One man who looked homeless stared at her for some minutes and then said something to her and gave her a hug. She responded with such a tight hug back, it was visible.
When she was free of being hugged, I whispered in her ear, “I live in Europe where they insist on kissing cheeks, but are not prone to hugs. I much prefer hugs. She gave me a hearty one in return. It certainly was a lovely day!
Funny as we were leaving her and a few blocks away, I noticed a streetcar. The name on it was Long Branch. This is the name of the city where I was born and brought up. What fun to see this, it is quite unusual.