Friday, February 12, 2021

I read a New Yorker article and something struck me.

 















"I’ve lived my adult life so far away from my childhood, away from whatever madeleines might return it to me, and yet here I am, in some sense having never left this neighborhood. Time has and hasn’t wrought its transformational power."

from Living in New York’s Unloved Neighborhood,  by Rivka Galchen
New Yorker,   Feb. 8, 2021

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