Or a ghost is a knot in the otherwise smooth flow of time, an electrical storm in a jewelry box, grief perfectly aligned. And sometimes a ghost is a shared thing; sometimes the entire population of a...
texan starting eternity: I never dreamed heaven would be so much like Texas. companion: Who said this was heaven?
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L.A. bumper sticker: Keep honking - I'm reloading.
When we can't get away for a vacation we get the same feeling by staying home and tipping every person that smiles.
I love New York, even though it isn't mine, the way something has to be, a tree or a street or a house, something, anyway, that belongs to me because I belong to it.
Budapest is a prime site for dreams: the East’s exuberant vision of the West, the West’s uneasy hallucination of the East. It is a dreamed-up city; a city almost completely faked; a city invented out...
I would say that the single most important conclusion I reached after traveling through Japan as well as countless hours reading studying and analyzing this fascinating culture is that you should...
The people of Seattle deny they get much rain while the rest of the country thinks of it as America's bladder.