Tag Archives: The Great Highway

Month 3.01

     “Fame is a form of incomprehension, perhaps the worst” —Jorge Luis Borges Reardon parked the sedan on the Great Highway between the signs that read No Parking At Anytime, the antique sandblasted seawall to Ocean Beach on the … Continue reading

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