Fairport, NY I have long held a fascination with liminal spaces. I know it was a trending thing online with clipping videos and creepy pictures of empty offices, but my interest goes far back to my childhood, probably fueled by The Twilight Zone's "The After Hours" episode. The mall at closing when there are hardly any shoppers, the gates are down on many stores, and the music echoes in empty spaces. Or train tracks at night with ghostly lights waiting for the next train. Storage facilities with security lights showing you the place you aren't allowed to enter. School hallways during summer vacation. You know, that kind of thing. Temporary digs However, living in a liminal space isn't as cool, nor does it promote some vague, quasi-nostalgic, pleasant-yet-edgy response. Such is my current living situation, albeit temporarily. "But Elena, you're in Korea!" Yes, I'm in Korea, but I'm also staying in a hotel for another week until the apartm...
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Eventually I went home and was yelled at, then taken to the doctor for a tetanus shot.
The end.
Myself, I would like to read your opines on Daniel Craig as James Bond, pros (if any) and cons. I hope that produces a prodding to promote your prodigious proclivity towards prosaic ponderings.
Really got nothing else, just wanted to send along a smile!
(This is as close as I can get to an e-Clever Letter.)
Black Jack
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