Frozen Streams — Steve A. Wiggins


I was walking in Ithaca, with my feet not far from Sagan. Winter had settled in prematurely, as it often does in upstate. I was wearing a hoodie and old fleece combo and I suppose I looked a bit tatty. My wife and daughter had gone to see Harriet, but movies about how badly people […]

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