A card I sent myself from the atrium of the Guggenheim Museum. The museum was undergoing renovations when I visited, and the atrium is all I saw. I was never able to visit again.
Robots will soon frost and fill Krispy Kreme's Doughnuts.
Without further comment... > in his inclement, howling old age, Ahab’s soul, shut up in
A surprising juxtaposition of the seventeenth century with classical times.