“How do you have so little nostalgia? How can you be so emotionless about the past?” she asks as he… Read more Autofill A Heart
“How do you have so little nostalgia? How can you be so emotionless about the past?” she asks as he… Read more Autofill A Heart
In France, specifically Paris, the French restaurants are even more prétentieux than they are in the U.S. Or, one supposes, than… Read more The Crude With the Crudités
“You have big hands, I never realized.” The better to strangle the patriarchy with, I think, not wanting to bother… Read more Big Hands, Small Heart
She ought to have known better, really. Truly, who was she to believe that she could ever finagle genuine luxury… Read more The Anti-Luxury Massage
It’s strange that after all this time, she still couldn’t make it. To the Château de Chambord. Something about its… Read more The Château Ho
Gesù had only been reading the tarot for about three years, and even he was amazed at how, in his… Read more La Force et Le Mat
Staring at the ceiling in the light of a bulb as dim as the former sparkle of my youth, I… Read more Mastodon
In Paris, as is the case worldwide, I never have cash. People with no cash, still, somehow, manage to have… Read more Contactless Payment for Contactless Bodies
I cannot be that person anymore. The opportunity is lost, or maybe missed. I took a wrong turn somewhere down… Read more Naïveté, Like Nitrous
“Everyone wants to feel useful. No one really wants to be useful though. I guess that’s just one of the… Read more Detour