
La Lingray
It was nearly winter in the Wilderness of North America, but this time the machines had been running for so long that it was neither cold nor impassible, nor even vaguely uncomfortable. It was still leather Jacket season just a week before the Christ Mass. And Sebastian Adon, this time in his own body and grounded in reality was humming and strolling with his hands in the brown leather jacket he’d owned for fifteen years. It sowed as much. Alkaline, the Jamaican philosopher says ‘Everything in life just takes time,’ and that was the song in his head and that … Continue reading La Lingray