I came across an old, snow veiled photograph that opened a portal to another era, every detail buried in place. A glorious dark residence was concealed from the road by trees and shrubs, cloaked in snow. Hidden but well maintained, there
I came across an old, snow veiled photograph that opened a portal to another era, every detail buried in place. A glorious dark residence was concealed from the road by trees and shrubs, cloaked in snow. Hidden but well maintained, there
“What brings you down to this part of the world?” I imagined the large, sharp, dark eyed building at 621 South 15th Street questioning me. Tracing patterns in the sidewalk with my shoe, I would feign confidence and blurt out, “I needed an up