incessant sun
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Sydney, 2000.11.30
This week has been frighteningly sunny. What's happened to the Sydney I was coming to hate, with its incessant rain?
twenty-seven years and one million words
This week has been frighteningly sunny. What's happened to the Sydney I was coming to hate, with its incessant rain?
There is no honest way to explain [The Edge] because the only people who know where it is are the ones who have gone over.
—Hunter S. Thompson