WE ARE NOT NOW THAT STRENGTH // matt werbach
My grandfather was a boxer. He won a Pan-Am amateur title of some sort in Cuba before people couldn’t go to Cuba anymore. He looked like Hemingway, but he was […]
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THANK YOU FOR THE SADNESS // matt werbach
I no longer believe in the conventional understanding of time and experience. Not like in LOST, although after two years of contemplating it I think maybe I’m starting to understand […]
