farewell palace (@farewellpalace)
Someday I'll meet you in the cold midnight air.
Mom brought home a typewriter we kids could use. When a typewriter was what writers actually used to make their living. I got stuck there. Now I love old books, pictures of dead people, cloth, wood, leather, metal. Abandoned buildings. Paper and ink. I have an ill-defined longing to understand.
Location: California, United States: Under the wine-red selvage of the west
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