Reflections

September 9, 2010

The taste of city air is metallic, a thin film of exhaust and pulverized stone that settles on the back of the...

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September 8, 2010

The air near the water always tastes of brine and wet stone. It is a thick, humid weight that clings to the...

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September 7, 2010

There is a specific hour when the world stops holding its breath. It is not quite night, yet the day has already...

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