Goodbye to All That. Didion does it again. She was 29. I remember when I first visited New York City, I stepped out of the bus onto the curb outside Bryant park and looked up. The lights lit, the city grit, this was it. I turned around and said to my mother, “I want to […]
Yes. I’m here. In The Dam. Sitting in a coffee shop – Brug34 – by the canal. A cappuccino, a mac, a story begins. I’ve been dreaming of this for so many months, of what it would feel like, of what it would be, of what I would think, in this moment. The reality is […]
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