Caribana afterglow
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2011.07.21
A neighbor and I went to check out the waterfront the day after Caribana.
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twenty-eight years and a million words
A neighbor and I went to check out the waterfront the day after Caribana.
Collections containing this photo.
Remove everything that has no relevance to the story. If you say in the first chapter that there is a rifle hanging on the wall, in the second or third chapter it absolutely must go off. If it's not going to be fired, it shouldn't be hanging there.
—Anton Chekhov