Brave on paper
Photographers have a term for the time of day just before the sun cracks itself open on the horizon like an egg: the blue hour or magic hour. Truthfully, this usually boils down to about 20-30 minutes, but “magic half-hour” doesn’t have the same ring to it and “20-minute magic” sounds like a depressing sexual […]
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A young woman sat at the end of long wooden community table in the café, which was empty except for her. Sunlight poured through the large window behind her, spilling over the thick text book splayed open in front of her. From where I sat, I could see the pages divided with the hieroglyphics of […]
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The Brattle Book Shop is tucked into an innocuous side street that branches off of one of Boston’s busy retail corridors, Downtown Crossing. If you’re not looking for the Brattle, you’re not going to find it unless you randomly turn onto West St. and glance away from your phone long enough to catch the outsized […]
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This October I missed New England’s main event: peak fall foliage. For people unfamiliar with this phenomenon, each autumn the leaves all over this part of the country go on a hunger strike, leeching the green from their veiny hands to replace it with the most brilliant, jeweled earth tones of scarlets, oranges, and yellows. […]
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