The road ends in my neighborhood. Mountains act like walls, to keep folks in. There are only tiny glimpses of the world below, millions of people, traffic, concrete for miles and miles. Parking is a problem, the roads are narrow. (more…)
The road ends in my neighborhood. Mountains act like walls, to keep folks in. There are only tiny glimpses of the world below, millions of people, traffic, concrete for miles and miles. Parking is a problem, the roads are narrow. (more…)