Category Archives: Psychogeography

In Tanasbourne: Swan Song of the 89 Community

I got on line 89 at 11:00 with my trusty partner in crime Adri. It was destined for the Bronson corridor, which was going to be hitched to the remarkably infrequent service of line 47, a far cry from what … Continue reading

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In the spaces between

Author’s Note: The first thing that happens during each morning’s commute is a walk of about a mile. I’ve come to love these walks, rain or shine or inky black, for the reflective time with which they bless me. Between … Continue reading

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