Like every outing, whether trivial or not, even the “simple” act of throwing oneself into the roulette-like fray of humanity… Read more A Factotum at the Factory

Like every outing, whether trivial or not, even the “simple” act of throwing oneself into the roulette-like fray of humanity… Read more A Factotum at the Factory
The proletariat sleeps till noon ‘cause fuck it, what else is she gonna do in this political climate? In this… Read more The Proletariat Sleeps Till Noon
What could be lovelier than a jaunt through the Tuileries Garden? Filled with its barrage of tourists–primarily Asian (not that… Read more Mood: A Half-Dismantled Ferris Wheel in the Tuileries Garden