There is a pervasive state of decay to this city. The relentless heat and moisture tear everything from structures to streets slowly apart. There is a charm in that though. Life goes on, sometimes ending, but always rising in another form.
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A Spot In The Sun
I started the word processor at my desk, after sitting here for the past hour thinking...
Tidy Trash
June 19th, 2008. I spent the afternoon in an air conditioned coffee house in...
Dangling Outliers
Ah, the freshness of a recently re-air-conditioned apartment is something to be savored. There is...
Just a Point and a Click
It was just a quick purchase. I had done it a hundred times before and not had any problems. ...