Harvard Square, Cambridge, MA, 12:30 am
It's very strange.
Normally, in Harvard Square on a Friday night,
people would be milling around, talking, laughing, drinking, dancing, singing, watching the buskers, that sort of thing.
But tonight, everybody's sitting down, under whatever streetlamp or other meager source of light they can find, quietly reading a book.
Stranger still, it's the same book!
Zero guesses which book it is
(and no fair peeking at the softlinks)...