Reflections

April 22, 2021

I often find myself walking the perimeter of the city’s dark water, where the boundary between the solid world and the liquid...

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April 21, 2021

The air tastes of iron and sharp, clean nothingness. It is the kind of cold that settles deep into the marrow, a...

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April 21, 2021

We are taught that a city is a living, breathing lung, defined by the frantic pulse of footsteps and the collision of...

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