Reflections

August 24, 2021

I spent an hour this morning trying to organize my bookshelf, pulling out old journals I haven’t touched in years. I found...

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August 24, 2021

We tend to view the city as a closed system, a rigid grid of property lines and paved surfaces designed for human...

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August 24, 2021

The smell of a just-snuffed candle is a specific kind of ache. It is the scent of a small, sudden death—a thin...

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