

Notes from an evening in Vienna, some time in April 2017, my first time in Europe. I heard some music when I walked down the busy streets of the city centre in Vienna, from Stephansplatz towards the Vienna State Opera. At a corner, I witnessed two women, playing violin and flute, making some passers...
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Read postThe light falls lightly in Chicago, mellowed By the clouds ever-shifting under the spell of the windy city, and The leaves leave a shadow so pale, With an almost-thereness typical of a sky Unsure of itself, Of whether to let the light through, or to let it rain, Of whether to let the folks out [...]...
Posted on 18 June 2020 | 2:00 am
Read post"Marvellous Ms. Michelle", I said. A slip of the tongue, or of the brain. I wondered why I thought of her again. No, not Michelle from Green Mill, But Michelle from Tinder. The Michelle of many words, All written, none spoken. The Michelle of stories, Trapper of the 'lestjun'. The Michelle who ice-s...
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