I’m sitting on the low, concrete base of a long flower bed, maybe a foot off the ground, just a stone’s throw from the front doors of the Tel Aviv Art museum, sharing a joint and talking with a woman I just met. My guess is she’s about 38-years-old, though neither of our ages comes up in conversation. She’s remarkably attractive. There’s a toughness about her, but also a startling fragility—that’s what she tells me, without using those exact words, and I believe her.
Heartbreak and courage. A wrenching collaboration.
Lovely vignette. Just beautiful
Thank you, James. Miss ya'.
Touching story. Incredible that it’s five months later and the hostages are still being held.
No words.
Beautifully written! Necessary to share. Thank you!
Thanks, so much Catherin. (And please do share the blank out of it.) Thank you so much for reading and supporting.
beautiful story, Douglas--thanks for being on the ground to share...
Thank you Marty. It's been a remarkable experience. Thanks for the support.
Keep them coming.. stories are so real, so human. Makes me feel like I'm there.
Beyond thanks, Conte, for your kind words and your support of this project. Look forward to seeing y'all before too long.
Beautiful…thoughtful xox
Lovely. And awful. And lovely.