The Bridge

“The city seen from the Queensboro Bridge is always the city seen for the first time, in its first wild promise of all the mystery and the beauty in the world.” ~ F.S.F. I know I’ve written about this before, but i miss New York. I miss it like a dead loved one, i miss it […]

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A Warri-ah in Astoria

    “If I was bound for hell, let it be hell. No more false heavens. No more damned magic. You hate me and I hate you. We’ll see who hates best. But first, first I will destroy your hatred. Now. My hate is colder, stronger, and you’ll have no hate to warm yourself. You […]

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