I have a friend who occasionally asks me when I’ll move to a real apartment, meaning a modern one that I can’t afford. Mine is in a 130-year-old former bakery I like to think is haunted by donut ghosts. The building was built on top of an aquifer, and the sump pump thrusts out massive [Read More...]
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http://www.patheos.com/blogs/goodletters/2016/09/lifescapes-and-the-lonely-city/
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