On the unexpected

a prompt & the unique value of Rubik's Cubes

Imagine you are in a place where you do not speak the native language, riding in a cab littered with Rubik’s Cubes. They are on the ground and seat; they bulge from the driver's seatback pocket.

You eye them for a while before picking one up, and turn the plastic squares. You have a 30-minute ride, and you’re already 10 minutes in.

At the end of the jo…