Never let them see you heal. heal in private like an animal that crawls under the house to die, except you don't die. you come back out and they look at you and they can't figure it out. they saw you broken, now you are calm and it is terrifying to them, because they wanted to watch. they always want to watch. your bad year was their best entertainment. rob them of that. close the door. go silent. come back wrong. come back so quiet that the quiet itself makes them nervous. they will ask, are you okay? they don't want an answer, they want back in. don't let them in. you are not a season they can watch and rate. you are a door that closed
you can still find beautiful great halls/concourses in other cities, it’s not like grand central is the only nice old train station left in the country
(chicago, dc, philly)