Eating up our lives

“The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great, that I thought I was in a dream.” ― Jack Kerouac, On the Road: The Original Scroll Time is a strange thing. Some days you feel like you’ve got forever and, yet, at other times, it slows down to a […]

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