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"Oh, Johnny…"
Well, the experiment is finally over, though our “Year of Living Abroad” didn’t even last a year. We moved back to SF two weeks ago, weary, like urban anemics, for the invigorating air of a city, even a small one. Maybe it speaks poorly of us, or maybe there is something [...]
Continue Reading → I can’t stop thinking about Pop-Up Magazine, which went down last night at the Brava Theater.
Continue Reading → Like happily wandering through the city at night, hitting galleries and literary talks, sliding into an old theater showing movie shorts, sharing a beer with your graduate student friend who nerds out over their latest [...]
Do you ever feel a special kinship with an operation, be it a bakery, farm, shop, restaurant or coffee roaster, where it starts to seem like it’s a close friend you want to visit with often? Or you daydream that you could just quit your job today and start there tomorrow, immersed in [...]
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