01.00 - December 2004
Article Spotlight
Scarf
A red streetcar grates to a stop and engulfs a waiting crowd of people just as an equal number dribbles out of the exits. The departed line themselves along the street median to wait for the signal. Balled mittens shiver through the snow that early December throws into every crevice. Ice sheaths the double-headed eagle perched on the black iron gate, its wings beating body warmth aside.


