Sometimes, in my wanderings through the city, I find scenes that are so fragmented that there seems to be many stories, all thrown together in a pile and tangled. They wait for someone to tease them apart, examine their pieces, and share…
Sometimes, in my wanderings through the city, I find scenes that are so fragmented that there seems to be many stories, all thrown together in a pile and tangled. They wait for someone to tease them apart, examine their pieces, and share…