The Urban Exile
Feeling like a tourist in the city in which I was born. Be prepared to be depressed.
Friday, February 27, 2026
I literally can't smell the roses.
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Remembering my father and his twin sister who would have been 95 years old today.
WAS IT YESTERDAY OR TODAY I DREAMT ABOUT A NUCLEAR EXPLOSION?
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