{sunday} Adam Mead ~ Caught in between here and there …

{sunday} Adam Mead ~ Caught in between here and there …

Every turn I took in the city pressed me deeper into the warren   of what I hadn’t said, the words thickening, constricting like a throat   as I moved through the streets, oblivious to traffic and high walls,   the rain gutters’ crooked mouths staining the pavement,...
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