When we became farmers we began building permanent settlements, small villages by rivers, surrounded by fields of cereal crops and root vegetables, perhaps even a few enclosures containing grazing animals. At this point something symbolic came about, something that we could recognise no matter what the age, a street.
  In one age the street would be nothing more than trampled dirt, cobbled stone in another, and in yet another smooth black tarmac, but no matter what the street was made of, no matter what was on the street, no matter what was by the street, and no matter what age you were from, you always knew it was a street. Streets are unmistakable.
 
  The homeless man is sitting in a recess between two shop windows, their bright, colourful, garish displays bombarding the passers by with their wares and their sales. In front of him is a street screen, a bullet proof sheet of BBC News that changes which way it faces in accordance with which way the crowd is moving, in accordance with the morning and evening rush hours. The homeless man can now read sideways and upsidedown.
  He lives here because it is comforting, he watches the BBC News because it is familiar, like a street. He lives here because he is a Slow Time Traveller, thawed and cured, given another lease of life in a world too different for his mind to comprehend.

  A kind passer by stops long enough to drop some money into his lap, but not so long that he can look at her, because she knows even something as simple as her clothes could drive him even further into catatonia. As she ignores the stare of the teenager with the full spectrum eyes that render her to him as naked she wonders how long the snowflake has left.

The way I read it, "Chronicles of the Universe" is sci-fi short stories.  If it received any attention, Variety Hour would be for comedy stories.  Hence this would be non sci-fi dramatic stories, I guess.  Though I suppose if would probably make more sense to have one thread for short stories of any kind, this is seemingly to aid in categorisation.  Or we just can't agree on who should own the one main short fiction thread.  Choose whatever explanation you want.