Reflections

September 10, 2016

We often speak of the city as a collection of buildings, but the true urban document is written in the rituals of...

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September 9, 2016

I spent twenty minutes at the market this morning just looking at the radishes. They were so bright, almost glowing against the...

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September 9, 2016

I remember sitting on my grandmother’s porch in late April, the kind of afternoon where the heat makes the air shimmer and...

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