The fact that I’ll be spending this Thanksgiving far away from home feels weird. The fact that I’ll be spending it in Rome feels even...

I’m sitting on a bench in Tompkins Square Park, reading a book next to Sandra and enjoying a rare errand-free afternoon in the heart of...

Petrichor, backyard barbeques, and car exhaust; the humid blanket of 80 degree weather; the busy highways overlooking a sunset-lit...