Ugh! On the spectrum of things I hate, ranging from downright despicable to death is better than dealing with this, it goes like this: vacuum the house eat a lychee nut go to church write an artist’s statement… Read More
“Mother, we haven’t had anything to eat today,” said the three miners from Mexico, “or yesterday, or the day before, and we are dead broke.” I said it would be remarkable to find a miner any other way…. Read More