If a piece of writing doesn't make you laugh or cry or think, it was not worth writing.
01 January 1970
Between a rock and a hard place since 1965
Figure: I in 1966, enjoying some rocks in the unpaved parking lot of the Yellow House. And I again in 2012, forty-six years later, in the same spot. No more rocks, only concrete. Images: Irmgard Baumann (1966), Kimberley Wakil (2012)