In 1990, on my first visit back to a newly free Prague, my cousin Pavla asked me what I wanted most to see. “All the Gothic stuff,” I replied enthusiastically. My cousin, an architecture student too well-mannered to laugh at me, just wrinkled her nose slightly. “There isn’t actually much Gothic to see,” she said [...]
I should have one of those “got here as fast as I could” stickers on my car, even though I didn’t arrive until I was almost 30. But Colorado Springs has got me by the heartstrings. It isn’t just that my kids were born here and that one still lives here, or that the weather [...]
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