…why are you worried, make this reason #473.
Instead of covering important things like crib death and storms over the ocean, the Chicago Tribune writes about a deaf dog that disappeared for thirteen days. And, in useless good news fashion, the title included the phrase “No bones about it”. Read the riveting piece here.
On the train a girl stands with her bicycle. She alternates sides depending on the opening doors. She’s cordial and cute with a tank top and shorts. An awkward college boy walks up and readies to exit at the next stop, Fullerton. “Nice bike. Is it new?” “Yeah, it’s a few months old,” she says. … Continue reading
It juts out into the water at 55th Street. Grassy, settled upon rock, complete with indoor plumbing; Promontory Point asks you to lie in the grass and drink wine. Though your gazers are constantly batting to and fro, it is almost as if they’re closed, asleep. There’s a man in a suit who says his … Continue reading