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Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets.– Arthur Miller (via kari-shma)
I wanted the whole world or nothing.– Charles Bukowski (via riversforstreets)
On the road: New York City (a retrospective)
Part I: Fight and Flight I left home in the strangest mood on Sunday. Part lack of sleep, part confusion, part anxiety, part denial. J left at some random hour after midnight and I’d gone to sleep thinking of maps. An hour later, I was awake, zipping up the suitcase, memorising subway lines and terminals and streets in Manhattan. There’s comfort in cartography, weight in direction. My...