“Yes, the border divides . . . but the culture of this place is of one, not two.”
She’s a street artist in L.A. She used to be depressed. Her handle is unfukyourself.
“All my friends thought I was nuts. They said, ‘What the hell are antiques?’”
He waits tables at Havana’s Ambos Mundos, where Hemingway stayed.
The resident magician of Brooklyn Public Library shares the secrets of his trade.
Kayaking, Bill Murray, and Christmas trees in New York.
“The desert is an environment that is conducive to the inward journey.”
“Where are you?” a seeker asks God. “I am everywhere,” God replies. “Like wi-fi.”
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