Remembrance of Things Past (Proust) is long overdue. I’ve been holding onto it for too long and when I go to return it at the library my fine is $39. I don’t have the money with me to pay. I want them to wave the fee and tell me I… [Continue Reading]
It starts where many a movie chase ends: on the rooftop of a tall city building where—in the absence of a cape or spider webbing and having no place left to run—the bad guys and the good guys duke it out. But when I open the door from the stairwell… [Continue Reading]