Limestone City
Today I stood on the library steps under a cloudless blue sky. I looked down towards the lake, just visible, like a bright beacon of …
Today I stood on the library steps under a cloudless blue sky. I looked down towards the lake, just visible, like a bright beacon of …
It is a strange thing to have two lives. In one life I live in a garret, and creep around other people’s routines, wincing when …
After only two nights in Limestone City I can see what Frederick Madrigal neglected to tell us. Whole streets, whole blocks, whole neighbourhoods are filled …
I sleep in a garret: quintessential student lodging. From my window I can see other students walking by; none of them has very many clothes …