“I was a product of this beautiful country in spirit, if not in fact.”
Cities are beautiful in the rain, but only New Orleans bleeds it.
“They looked like abandoned villain headquarters in a comic book.”
“I was amused, but I also registered that my privacy had been invaded.”
“None of the things we thought were ours actually belonged to us.”
“The tumor cells, often stained a deep, twilight purple, recall a van Gogh nocturne.”
On the legacy and future of Brooklyn’s Admiral’s Row houses.