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All my life I’ve assumed that fall was my favorite season, but this year I realized I’ve been mistaken this whole time. Look at what’s happened in just a few weeks: Admittedly I was freaked out when the fig tree … Continue reading
I got the record player because there was still a box of records in the garage at my parents’ house. It survived the demise of my parents’ stereo system. It survived the move in ’93. Then it survived the rebuilding … Continue reading
Living in San Francisco, writing about Portland, and so homesick.