Reflections

November 30, 2015

There is a specific, metallic tang to the air just before a storm breaks—a sharpness that prickles the back of the neck....

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November 29, 2015

The air near the water always tastes of iron and wet stone, a sharp, metallic tang that clings to the back of...

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November 29, 2015

We often mistake the periphery for the unimportant. In urban theory, we are taught to look at the center—the plazas, the transit...

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