Strangers
There is a paradox behind the art of interacting with strangers.
From 313 to 206
My Panera coffee subscription is practically worthless now—this is Starbucks territory.
The Way I Came
This February, the Alaskan Way Viaduct will be disassembled. Trucks and cranes will shake loose the concrete foundations before an earthquake has the pleasure, and I’m beginning to realize that I will never be able to leave Seattle the way I came.
