I am in here.
This is the kind of day that requires one to cough up a memory. It used to be that you could ask anyone that you met, “Where were you when Kennedy was shot?” And you would get an answer. It was the most common cultural milestone. Now, however, it is rarer and rarer — 40 … Continue reading Where I was when…
yo we are HOME!! well, stilll need to find an apartment and about a thousand other things and well, thank god we are alive were very close to the cafe that got bombed last night the closest yet…are looking to rent the apartment right next door to it… everyone around us knows someone in hospital … Continue reading letter from a friend in Israel
white pebble 