For the hell of it I want to say one more thing about disruption versus serendipity: if I’m sitting at my local breakfast place, by myself, reading a book, and someone were to walk up, sit down, and start talking to me, that’s disruption. If in the same circumstances I unexpectedly ran into someone I know and had a brief chat before heading our separate ways (or, perhaps in your case, joining each other for breakfast), that’s serendipity. Disruption is a terrible term to want to apply to any concept of neighborliness or community.
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