A Moveable Inferno
I’ve been out of India for three months. It still burns. “Everything burns here. The sun on my arms, the … Continue reading A Moveable Inferno
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A Clean, Well-Lighted Place
I believe this is the definition. It calls to me after each shift. Continue reading A Clean, Well-Lighted Place
My Moveable Feast
“If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the … Continue reading My Moveable Feast
Reverse Retrograde 