Tag Archives: No Borders

The door is imperceptively open to confusion

The doors, not the door, Mr. Beckett. I cannot see the border between my world and yours.

Italia 2016
Sister eldest, Brother Chris, Brother John, Brother Charlie

I’m trying to review a book, and Amazon won’t let me do it. So be it. The title is in Japanese. I bought it at the Strand. Must reduce file size, thank Shinto gods for Apple.