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In today’s woke society, defining a person is a social sin. In times of gender fluidity, unisex fashion, and one size fits most, a streetwear God, like Virgil Abloh can serve as creative director for the French fashion house Louis Vuitton, and a croissant can legally marry a donut and have Cronut babies. Coned pizza suggests that pizza is now ice cream and ice cream shops sell non-dairy, sugar and gluten-free, no-cruelty, and paraben-free frozen yogurt. Last Christmas I received a limited edition Supreme x Duralex collaboration in the form of six water cups. The news is out, nothing is what it seems anymore. Characters on TV today show us they can be anything. Skin color doesn’t matter, race is a non-issue, gender is beside the point, and fashion is obsolete. You can be anything you want, except for one thing, boring. If you’re boring, you stop mattering. Borders are boring. We’ve stopped believing in them, we do not travel to France, we go to Paris, Tokyo, Tel Aviv, and Lisbon. The life constructs we were born into is nearly irrelevant and calls for a shaking up. Looking at the Eastern Mediterranean region through the lens of countries is exhausting. Optimism thrives when we start to speak in cities.