A harried, subjective treatise on The Library. More for catharsis than seeking to allot any substantial contribution to the discourse.
I shake my head. It was never going to work. 1,170 more words
A couple weeks ago I received an email from an old friend with the subject line of “I am emailing you from the cafe in Vienna from Before Sunrise.” While among my favorite films of all time, I hadn’t watched it for years but getting pictures from the cafe (and getting jealous of my friend) I sat down to revisit the meeting of Jesse and Celine. 457 more words