Playa Della Rosita, Washington

Part FourteenĀ in the Derailleur Series My first morning home I was awakened very early by my mother. She was standing in the doorway of what used to be my room and was shouting my name. She and my dad picked me up from McCarren Airport in Las Vegas the night before, the closest airport to... Continue Reading →


Le Quartier de Mouscron

Part Thirteen in the Derailleur Series Perhaps some order is in order. The chronology of my mission went like this: Mons, Belgium - three months; Seraing, Belgium - a week; Brussels - three months; Nancy, France - three months; Tourcoing, France - three months; Charleroi, Belgium - three months; Reims, France - three months. Seraing... Continue Reading →

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