Reflections

July 8, 2014

We often speak of cities as if they were living, breathing organisms, yet they are fundamentally exercises in geometry. They are the...

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July 8, 2014

The smell of damp cotton is a specific kind of patience. It is the scent of a slow morning, of fibers swelling...

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July 8, 2014

To travel is to accept that you are always leaving something behind. The landscape moves, but you remain the same, a static...

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