February 2009
7 posts
“I am reading a book on Kafka. It is a library book, and someone has marked a passage in the margin with a long, wavering line. I pay the passage special attention without finding it particularly rewarding. As I turn the page the line moves. It is a long, dark hair.” - Alan Bennett, Writing Home
Empty.
Photos of Eastland Mall from Lost Tulsa.
Also: Ice Climbing in the Abandoned Malls of Foreclosure America, Not Fooling Anybody: A Chronicle of Bad Storefront Conversions, Staten Island’s Ship Graveyard.
Better things (elsewhere):
Aspirational Living: Annie Hall
Death in San Francisco
The Anonymous Hugging Wall
Pull Me Out Alive