Archives: Saturday, December 20, 2014

Travel + a poem

Guess where I am?  Yep. 500 miles per hours, the speed at which (according to John D. MacDonald) a .45 bullet travels. Travel is always strange for me. Strange and delightful. Perhaps this is because airplanes are one of the only places where I see large groups of people reading books (albeit “airport books.”). I make

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