The surfer
The surfer, she tells me she met a woman at a 40s singles mixer. The type of woman who reschedules her flight home to Colorado so that they can have sushi in California. (Continue)
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Dog whistles
Something is happening in the neighborhood. It’s not a new thing, it’s just more vibrant now, for me at least, I think. (Continue)
Sermon
I delivered this sermon today at All Saints Amsterdam.
A few months ago, along with much of humanity, it seemed, I went to see Barbie. (Continue)
