Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Hush Harbor.

International Law.

Degeneracy

X-Men.

Cloud Atlas.

Charles-Valentin Alkan.

Like tears in rain.

I miss restaurants, sure, of course, but there’s take-out, which salves at least the most immediate loss (to me, of course.) —You know what I really miss? Busses. I got so much reading done on the bus.

Trolley map of Portland, 1943.
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Abolish ICE.

Crashpad.

Judaican’t.

Three guineas.

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