the one universal experience of my generation, the one thing that binds us all together, is trying to get an address out of someone my dad's age
"you need to head left onto main"
"i just need an address"
"18 furlongs that way, turn north"
"i just need an address and i don't know which way north is"
"after that just head straight until you feel a deep sense of inexplicable longing, then left again"
"i just need an address"