Reflections

February 7, 2018

I remember my grandmother’s kitchen table, covered in a fine, white dusting of flour that always seemed to linger long after the...

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February 7, 2018

We often mistake the city for its steel and glass, forgetting that the true infrastructure of any place is the labor that...

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February 6, 2018

I spent this morning trying to organize my bookshelf, pulling out volumes I haven’t touched in years. It’s funny how we try...

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