The street was desolate. Or at least devoid of age-appropriate people to Sandoval’s twenty-six years. He hadn’t realized that so… Read more La Fille en Néon
The street was desolate. Or at least devoid of age-appropriate people to Sandoval’s twenty-six years. He hadn’t realized that so… Read more La Fille en Néon
They were chirping earlier and earlier. As though out of spite for any being that might deign to sleep in.… Read more Chirpy
The name is as vague as its interior, save for the only thing that stands about the joint: it is… Read more Hôtel du Centre
She was aware of her frame. And the proportions attached to it. Just as she knew everyone else was. She… Read more Glutton For Pay
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
It was the time of year when, all at once, everyone had a message or package to deliver. Something of… Read more The Corybantic Courier
In the beginning, he felt strangely about it. Picking up his daughter in the late morning, taking her around town… Read more Papa, Pigalle
They swarm the Louvre in droves. Attack the British Museum with their ignorance. Bombard the Vatican Museums with their selfie… Read more Keith Was Wrong: Art Isn’t For Everybody
The couples that naively flocked to Paris to celebrate themselves had no idea that, in so doing, they were sealing… Read more Les Amants Condamnés