Tag: wanderlust
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she/bike
She is looking at me when I wake up. She asks me how I slept. She wants to know if I dreamed? I can never remember. She tells me about her’s. “Isn’t that strange?” she wants to know. She tries to get out of bed, but really just rolls over and sighs. She is wrapped…
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Oliver Charles: Baja Mexico Dispatch
Two weeks in Mexico, surfing, enjoying warm days and cool nights, and testing the versatility of my go-to OC sweater. This spring I was driven by necessity to go to Baja Mexico for 2 weeks… the horror! Oh, the depredations of getting my European girlfriend, Hette, through the ridiculous travel ban policies. I’m not sure when…
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here and then #2; love, Isabela
I’ve always been interested in the way a place can tell a story. The site of a certain tree, the smell of wet bark, the hum of a city block. It transports and transforms what is in front of and behind the eyes—it mixes them, and delivers us to a place that is something like…
Samuel C. Canino 